Church of Christ, thy Lord is call­ing;
Ope thine eyes, be­hold and see,
Precious souls, in chains of bond­age,
Pleading now for aid from thee.
Up and work for those that per­ish,
Haste, the time will soon be o’er;
Fold thy arms of love around them,
Church of Christ, O sleep no more.

Lo, again thy Lord is call­ing;
Preach the Word, its truth pro­claim;
Lift thy voice and, like a trum­pet,
Sound aloud Je­ho­vah’s name.
Boding clouds are in the dist­ance,
Billows foam, and surg­es roar,
Dark and wild the night is com­ing,
Church of Christ, O sleep no more.

Still again thy Lord is call­ing;
Take the lamp that once He gave;
Let its beams of peer­less glo­ry
Shine afar the lost to save.
Do His will and do it quick­ly,
For the time will soon be o’er;
He may come when least ex­pect­ed,
Church of Christ, O sleep no more.