"Christmas Service No. 2." (1875)
{"I press toward the mark."---Choir.
{"Awake, my soul."---Choir and Congregation.
by Frederic Woodman Root, 1846-1916

[Source: pages 307-309 of "Choir and Congregation:
A Collection of Music on a New Plan, for the
Service of Song in the House of the Lord"
by Geo. F. Root; Cincinnati: John Church & Co.;
Chicago: The Root & Sons Music Co.]

Solo.
I press tow'rd the mark for the prize
of the high calling of God, of God in Christ Jesus.

Choir.
Let us run with patience the race that is set before us.

Solo.
I press tow'rd the mark for the prize
of the high calling of God, of God in Christ Jesus.

Choir.
Let us run with patience the race that is set before us,
looking unto Jesus, the Author and Finisher of our faith.
Let us run with patience the race that is set before us,
looking unto Jesus, the Author and Finisher of our faith,
to Jesus, the Author and Finisher of our faith,
looking unto Jesus, looking unto Jesus,
the Author and Finisher of our faith.

Choir and Congregation.
(Christmas.) by Handel.

1.
Awake my sould! stretch ev'ry nerve,
And press with vigor on.
A heavenly race demands thy zeal,
A bright, immortal crown,
A bright, immortal crown.

2.
A cloud of witnesses around,
Hold Thee in full survey;
Forget the steps already trod,
And onward urge thy way,
And onward urge the way.

3.
'Tis God's all animating voice,
That calls thee from on high;
'Tis His own hand presents the prize,
To thine aspiring eye,
To thine aspiring eye.