Trim Your Lamps and Be Ready

Rejoice

ye saints

the time draws near

When Christ will in the clouds ap­pear

And for His child­ren call

And for His child­ren call.

Trim your lamps and be rea­dy

Trim your lamps and be rea­dy

Trim your lamps and be rea­dy

For the mid­night call.

The trum­pet sounds

the thun­ders roll

The heav­ens pass­ing as a scroll

The earth will burn with fire

The earth will burn with fire.

Poor sin­ners then on earth will cry

While light­ning flash­es from the sky

O mount­ains

on us fall

O mount­ains

on us fall.

Come

all be rea­dy; let us try

To warn the sin­ner and to cry

Behold

the Bride­groom comes

Behold

the Bride­groom comes.