The Midnight Cry

Verse 1

Hearken to the solemn voice, the awful midnight cry; Waiting souls, rejoice, rejoice, and see the Bridegroom nigh; Lo! He comes to keep His Word, light and joy His looks impart; Go ye forth to meet your Lord, and meet Him in your heart.

Verse 2

Ye who faint beneath the load of sin, your heads lift up; See your great redeeming God, He comes, and bids you hope: In the midnight of your grief, Jesus doth His mourners cheer; Lo! He brings you sure relief; believe, and feel Him here.

Verse 3

Ye whose loins are girt, stand forth! Whose lamps are burning bright, Worthy, in your Savior’s worth, to walk with Him in white: Jesus bids your hearts be clean, bids you all His promise prove; Jesus comes to cast out sin, and perfect you in love.

Verse 4

Wait we all in patient hope, till Christ, the Judge, shall come, We shall soon be all caught up to meet the general doom: In an hour to us unknown, as a thief in deepest night, Christ shall suddenly come down, with all His saints in light.

Verse 5

Happy he whom Christ shall find watching to see Him come; Him the Judge of all mankind shall bear triumphant home: Who can answer to His Word? Which of you dares meet His day? Rise, and come to judgment!—Lord, we rise, and come away.