Hark! ’tis the watchman’s cry
Wake
brethren
wake!
Jesus our Lord is nigh;
Sleep is for sons of night;
Ye are children of the light
Yours is the glory bright;
Call to each working band
Watch
watch!
Clear is our Lord’s command;
Be ye as men that wait
Always at the Master’s gate
E’en though He tarry late;
Heed ye the steward’s call
Work
work!
There’s room enough for all;
This vineyard of the Lord
Constant labor will afford;
Yours is a sure reward;
Hear ye the Shepherd’s voice
Pray
pray!
Would ye His heart rejoice?
Sin calls for constant fear
Weakness needs the Strong One near
Long as ye struggle here;
Now sound the final chord
Praise
praise!
Thrice holy is our Lord;
What more befits the tongues
Soon to lead the angels’ songs
While Heav’n the note prolongs
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