18.  Jerusalem, Awake!

1
Awake, Jerusalem, awake!
No longer in the dust lie down;
The garment of salvation take,
Thy beauty and thy strength put on.

2
Shake off the dust that blinds thy sight,
And hides the promise from thine eyes;
Arise, and gladly hail the light:
The great Deliv’rer calls, Arise!

3
Shake off the bands of sad despair;
And now receive thy liberty;
Look up, thy broken heart prepare,
And God shall set the captive free.

4
Vessels of mercy, sons of grace,
Be purged from ev’ry sinful stain;
Behold your Lord! his Word embrace,
Nor bear his hallowed name in vain.