Scripture Verse

The night is far spent, the day is at hand. Romans 13:12


Horatius Bonar (1808–1889)

Words: Ho­ra­ti­us Bo­nar, in Song Ser­mons, ed­it­ed by Phi­lip Phil­lips (New York: In­ter­na­tion­al Mu­sic & Pub­lish­ing Agen­cy, 1877), num­ber 34.

Music: Phi­lip Phill­ips (🔊 pdf nwc).

Philip Phillips (1834–1895)


Pray, breth­ren, pray,
The sands are fall­ing,
Pray, brethr­en, pray,
God’s voice is call­ing.
Yon tur­ret strikes the dy­ing chime;
We kneel up­on the edge of time.


Eternity is draw­ing nigh,
Eternity, eter­ni­ty,
Eternity is draw­ing nigh.

Praise, brethr­en, praise,
The skies are rend­ing;
Praise, breth­ren, praise,
The fight is end­ing,
Behold! the glo­ry draw­eth near,
The King Him­self will soon ap­pear.


Watch, breth­ren, watch,
The day is dy­ing;
Watch, breth­ren, watch,
The time is fly­ing.
Watch as men watch the part­ing breath,
Watch as men watch for life or death.


Look, breth­ren, look,
The day is break­ing;
Look, breth­ren, look,
The dead are wak­ing.
With gird­ed loins al­rea­dy stand—
Behold! the Bride­groom is at hand.