Church of Christ! Awake, Arise!

Church of Christ! awake

arise!

Let not slum­ber seal your eyes;

Let not joy

nor grief

nor fear

Fill your heart

or close your ear:

For the clouds be­gin to roll

Which shall spread from pole to pole.

Church of Christ! till His dread day.

All shall eat

and drink

and play.

As though God nor cared nor knew

What an ev­il world could do;

Yet the wrath shall come at last

And the day of grace be past!

Church of Christ! like light­ning’s glance

Flashing ov­er heav­en’s ex­panse

Shall the Son of Man ap­pear—

Watch and mark; the hour is near:

Blessèd those the Lord will find—

Woe to all those left be­hind.