Arm of the Lord, awake, awake, thy own immortal

Verse 1
Arm of the Lord awake, awake! (Isa. 51:9)
Thy[1] own immortal strength put on. (Isa. 51:9)
With terror cloath’d the nations shake, (Ex. 15:16)
And cast thy foes, in fury, down. (Hag. 2:7)
As in the antient days appear! (Isa. 51:9)
The sacred annals speak thy fame:
Be now omnipotently near,
Thro’ endless ages still the same. (Heb. 13:8)

Verse 2
Thy tenfold vengeance knew to quell,
And humble haughty Rahab’s pride. (Isa. 51:9, Ps. 89:10)
Groan’d her pale sons thy stroke to feel,
The first-born victims groan’d and died! (Ex. 12:29)
The wounded dragon rag’d in vain; (Isa. 51:10, Ezek. 29:3-4)
While bold thine utmost plague to brave,
Madly he dar’d the parted main
And sunk beneath th’ o’erwhelming wave. (Ex. 14:27-28, Ps. 74:13)

Verse 3
He sunk; while Israel’s chosen race
Triumphant urge their wondrous way.
Divinely led the favourites pass, (Ex. 14:21-22, Ps. 78:13, Isa. 51:10)
Th’ unwatry deep, and emptied sea.
At distance heap’d on either hand,
Yielding a strange unbeaten road, (Ps. 77:19)
In chrystal walls the waters stand, (Ex. 14:22, Ps. 78:13, Isa. 51:10)
And own the arm of Israel’s God!

Verse 4
That arm which is not short’ned now,
Which wants not now the power to save. (Isa. 59:1, Num. 11:23)
Still present with thy people thou
Bear’st them thro’ life’s disparted wave. (Isa. 43:2)
By earth and hell persued in vain,
To thee the ransom’d seed shall come;
Shouting their heav’nly Sion gain, (Isa. 35:10, Isa. 51:11)
And pass thro’ death triumphant home.

Verse 5
The pain of life shall there be o’er, (Rev. 21:4)
The anguish and distracting care;
There sighing grief shall weep no more, (Isa. 35:10, Isa. 51:11, Rev. 21:4)
And sin shall never enter there! (Rev. 21:27)
Where pure, essential joy is found (Ps. 16:11)
The Lord’s redeem’d their heads shall raise,
With everlasting gladness crown’d, (Isa. 35:10, Isa. 51:11)
And fill’d with love, and lost in praise!

[1] Wesley changed “Thy” to “Thine” in 1749.