Wake, O Wake! with Tidings Thrilling

Wake

O wake! with tid­ings thrill­ing

The watch­men all the air are fill­ing

Arise

Je­ru­sa­lem

arise!

Midnight strikes! no more de­lay­ing

The hour has come! we hear them say­ing

Where are ye all

ye vir­gins wise?

The Bride­groom comes in sight

Raise high your torch­es bright!

Alleluya! The wedd­ing swells loud and strong:

Go forth and join the fest­al throng!

Sion hears the watch­men shout­ing

Her heart leaps up with joy un­doubt­ing

She stands and waits with ea­ger eyes;

See her friend from Heav­en des­cend­ing

Adorned with truth and grace un­end­ing!

Her light burns clear

her star doth rise.

Now come

Thou pre­cious crown

Lord Je­su

God’s own Son!

Hosanna! Let us pre­pare to fol­low there

Where in Thy sup­per we may share.

Every soul in Thee re­joic­es

From men and from an­gel­ic voic­es

Be glo­ry giv­en to Thee alone!

Now the gates of pearl re­ceive us

Thy pre­sence nev­er more shall leave us

We stand with an­gels round Thy throne.

Earth can­not give be­low

The bliss Thou dost be­stow.

Alleluya! Grant us to raise to length of days

The tri­umph-chor­us of Thy praise.