Wake, awake! for night is flying,
The watchmen on the heights are crying,
Awake, Jerusalem at last!
Midnight hears the welcome voices,
And at the thrilling cry rejoices:
Come forth, ye virgins, night is past,
The Bridegroom comes, awake!
Your lamps with gladness take,
And for his marriage-feast prepare,
For ye must go to meet him there.
2 Zion hears the watchmen singing,
And all her heart with joy is springing!
She wakes, she rises from her gloom,
For her Lord comes down all-glorious,
The strong in grace, in truth victorious;
Her star is ris'n, her light is come.
Oh come then, blessed Lord,
O Jesus, Son of God,
We follow till the place we see,
Where thou hast bid us meet with thee.
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