Arise my soul & hast away br Thy god doth call & canst thou stay br Thee to his table he invites br To tast of heavenly delights br He sufferd death to sett thee free br From sin; & canst thou slothfull be br To serve him should he for it call br Thy life would be a gift too small br But he desires to make it Blest br And now Invites thee to a feast br A feast of the divinest food br A feast of our own saviours flesh & blood br For shame dull sluggish soul arise br Wilt thou so great a good despise br You'de earthly kings obey with pride br & is ye king of heav'n deni'de br Thou know'st not what this act doth mean br Or would'st not sure be Backward then br The god who all has made tis he br Invites so base a worm as thee br & wilt thou then ungratefull be br No Ld I come & be thou kind br In mercy to me wretchd & blind br The way thou must not onely shew br But give me eyes to find it too br Each step I take yn to thy holy place br Ile utter Halelujahs to thy praisebr br Thomas Parnellbr br