Awake, awake, clothe yourself with splendor.

O arm of the Lord!

Awake as in days of old,

As in former ages!

It was you that hacked Rahab in pieces,

That pierced the Dragon.

It was you that dried up the Sea,

The waters of the great deep;

That made the abysses of the Sea

A road the redeemed might walk.

So let the ransomed of the Lord return,

And come with shouting to Zion,

Crowned with joy everlasting.

Let them attain joy and gladness,

While sorrow and sighing flee.