WAKE, AWAKE! FOR NIGHT IS FLYING

[1]
'Wake, awake! for night is flying,'
the watchmen on the heights are crying,
'Awake, Jerusalem, at last!'
Midnight hears the welcome voices,
and at the thrilling cry rejoices:
Come forth, you virgins, night is past;
the bridegroom comes; awake,
your lamps with gladness take,
hallelujah!
and for his marriage feast prepare,
for you must go to meet him there.'

[2]
Sion hears the watchmen singing,
and all her heart with joy is springing;
she wakes, she rises from her gloom:
for her Lord comes down all-glorious,
the strong in grace, in truth victorious;
her star is risen, her light is come.
Now come, O blessed one,
God's own beloved Son;
hallelujah!
we follow to the festal hall
to sup with you, the Lord of all.

[3]
Now let earth and heaven adore you,
as men and angels sing before you
with harp and cymbal's joyful tone;
of one pearl each shining portal,
where we join with the choirs immortal
of angels round your dazzling throne.
No eye has seen, nor ear
is yet attuned to hear,
such great glory;
hallelujah, as here we sing
our praise to you, eternal King!