Awake, the watchman crieth

Verse 1

Awake! the watchman crieth, On Zion's ramparts still! The Lord His grace supplieth, Repent, and heed His will. Life's journey fast is nearing The ever-lasting shore; The hour of death appearing, When time shall be no more.

Verse 2

Too late the sinners waken Where morn hath ceased to dawn; Where grace that was forsaken Is evermore withdrawn; Where's heard no praying sentence God's mercy to implore; For there is no repentance, When time shall be no more.

Verse 3

O souls who spurn salvation! See this eternity Of darkness, desolation, And constant agony. The torments none can banish, Nor aught can peace restore; And hope itself shall vanish, When time shall be no more!

Verse 4

Awake! the voice still soundeth; 'Tis now the accepted hour; The grace of God aboundeth To save from sin's dread power. Make haste, implore Christ's favor, Thy sins confess, and bow Before Thy Lord and Saviour; The accepted time is now. Amen.