When the Bride­groom call­eth from the skies—
For His jew­els white and fair;
At the bliss­ful crown­ing of the wise,
Who will be in­vit­ed there?

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All the wise will be in­vit­ed,
When He call­eth to the crown­ing;
All the wise will be in­vit­ed,
To the feast of the Lamb.

When the Bride­groom call­eth for His bride,
And the pure His pa­lace throng;
There while count­less ages sweet­ly glide,
She will sing re­demp­tion’s song.

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When the Bride­groom call­eth from their toil,
All who hold His name most dear;
Who with care have filled their lamps with oil,
And await His com­ing near.

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When the Bride­groom call­eth from repose,
Those who rest from ho­ly strife;
When re­wards for ser­vice He be­stows,
Who will wear a crown of life?

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When the Bride­groom sounds the fi­nal call,
And the scroll shall be un­rolled,
When the vic­tors cross the jas­per sea,
Who will tread the streets of gold?

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