"Behold, the tabernacle of God is with men, and He will dwell with them."
Saint after saint on earth
Has lived, and loved, and died; And as they left us one by one,
We laid them side by side.
We laid them down to sleep,
But not in hope forlorn;
cres. We laid them to await the change Of the last glorious morn.
The whole creation groans,
And waits to hear that voice,
That shall restore her comeliness, And make her wastes rejoice.
Lo! her watch Thy Church is keeping;
Come, Lord Jesus, come-to reign. Amen.
"Continue in prayer, and watch in the same with thanksgiving."
HARK! 'tis the watchman's cry:
Wake, brethren, wake!
Jesus our Lord is nigh;
Wake, brethren, wake!
Sleep is for sons of night;
Ye are children of the light;
Yours is the glory bright-
f Wake, brethren, wak?!
Call to each waking band,
Watch, brethren, watch;
Clear is our Lord's command,
Watch, brethren, watch.
Be ye as they that wait
Always at the Bridegroom's gate;
E'en though He tarry late,
Watch, brethren, watch.
Heed we the Master's call,
Work, brethren, work!
There's room enough for all;
Work, brethren, work;
This vineyard of the Lord
Constant labour will afford;
Yours is a sure reward;
f Work, brethren, work!
Hear we the Saviour's voice,
Pray, brethren, pray!
Would ye His heart rejoice?
Pray, brethren, pray.
Sin calls for constant fear;
Weakness needs the strong One near.
Long as ye struggle here,
Pray, brethren, pray.
Now sound the final chord,
f Praise, brethren, praise!
Thrice holy is our Lord;
Praise, brethren, praise!
What more befits the tongues,
Soon to join the angels' songs,
While heaven the note prolongs,
1 Praise, brethren, praise! Amen.
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