By A Collection of Hymns

      7s & 8s.
      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.

      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.

      3 Ye whose loins are girt, stand forth!
      Whose lamps are burning bright,
      Worthy, in your Saviour'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.

      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.

      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.