Slumber not, slum­ber not,
For the time flies apace—
The time for the Bride­groom is near;
Let us watch, let us wait,
With a firm, trust­ing heart,
Be rea­dy the sum­mons to hear.
O pro­vide for our lamps,
Let your ves­sels be filled
With grace He will free­ly sup­ply;
Then, with rap­ture com­plete,
Our be­lov­èd we shall meet,
When mid­night shall ec­ho the cry.

Refrain

Slumber not, slum­ber not,
For the time flies apace—
The time for the Bride­groom is near;
Let us watch, let us wait,
With a firm, trust­ing heart,
Be rea­dy the sum­mons to hear.

Slumber not, slum­ber not,
Tho’ He tar­ry awhile,
Not long will He lin­ger away;
He has left His com­mands
To the faith­ful and wise,
Then let us in meek­ness ob­ey.
Yes, the Bride­groom will come
To His long wait­ing bride,
And wipe ev­ery tear from her eye;
Go ye forth may we hear,
And with joy, not with fear,
When mid­night shall ec­ho the cry.

Refrain

Slumber not, slum­ber not,
For the mo­ments are brief;
O think of their ang­uish of heart
Who will come, but too late,
To the door of the feast,
And hear from the Bride­groom, De­part.
Let our lamps be well filled
And their lus­ter be seen
When He to the mar­riage draws nigh,
Then our souls will re­joice
At the sound of His voice,
When mid­night shall ec­ho the cry.

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