Wake, awake, for night is flying,
The
watchmen on the heights are crying,
Awake,
Jerusalem, arise!
Midnight's
solemn hour is tolling,
His
chariot wheels are nearer rolling,
He
comes; prepare, ye virgins wise.
Rise
up with willing feet
Go
forth, the Bridegroom meet; Alleluia!
Bear
through the night your well-trimmed light,
Speed
forth to join the marriage rite.
2
Zion
hears the watchmen singing,
Her
heart with deep delight is springing,
She
wakes, she rises from her gloom;
Forth
her Bridegroom comes, all-glorious,
In
grace arrayed, by truth victorious;
Her
Star is risen, her Light is come!
All
hail, incarnate Lord,
Our
crown, and our reward! Alleluia!
We
haste along, in pomp and song,
And
gladsome join the marriage throng.
3
Lamb
of God, the heavens adore Thee,
And
men and angels sing before Thee,
With
harp and cymbal's clearest tone.
By
the pearly gates in wonder
We
stand, and swell the voice of thunder,
That
echoes round Thy dazzling throne.
No
vision ever brought,
No
ear hath ever caught,
Such
bliss and joy;
We
raise the song, we swell the throng,
To
praise Thee ages all along.