Hark ! 'tis the watchman's cry, " Wake, brethren, wake ! " Jesus Himself is nigh, Wake, brethren, wake ! Sleep is for sons of night, Ye are children of the light, Yours is the glory bright, Wake, brethren, wake !
2. Call to each wakening band, " Watch, brethren, watch ! " Clear is our Lord's command, " Watch, brethren, watch ! " Be ye as men that wait, Ready at their Master's gate, E'en though He tarry late, Watch, brethren, watch !
3. 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 doth afford ; Yours is a sure reward, Work, brethren, work !
4. Hear we the Shepherd's voice, " Pray, brethren, pray ! " Would ye His heart rejoice ? â Pray, brethren, pray ! Sin calls for ceaseless care, [near ; Weakness needs the Strong One Long as ye tarry here, Pray, brethren, pray !