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| Wake, O wake! for night is flying! |
| The watchmen on the heights are crying; |
| Arise, Jerusalem, arise! |
| Midnight strikes! no more delaying; |
| 'The hour has come!' we hear them saying. |
| Where are ye all, ye virgins wise? |
| The Bridegroom comes in sight, |
| Raise high your torches bright! |
| Alleluia! |
| The wedding song |
| Swells loud and strong: |
| Go forth and swell the festal throng |
| 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. |
| Oh come, thou blessed one, |
| God's own beloved Son; |
| Alleluia! |
| Let us prepare |
| To follow there, |
| Where in thy supper we may share. |
P . Nicholai (1556-1608) |
Tr. F.C. Burkitt (1864-1935) |
Catherine Winkworth (1829-1878) |