In a moment when ye know not,
Saith the Son of Man,
If ye are not ready, waiting,
Awful fear will strike ye dumb.
Ye will stand before Me trembling,
Silent in your soul’s despair,
Thinking of unheeded warnings
That I gave you to prepare.
Are ye ready? are ye ready?
O my soul, delay no more;
Get ye ready for His coming
Ere the Lord is at thy door.
Soul, if thou shouldst hear Him knocking
Now, this moment, wouldst thou say,
Lo, the Lord is come, and gladly
Haste His summons to obey?
Ah, I fear in bitter anguish
Thou wouldst face a sinner’s fate,
Thou wouldst plead that one day longer,
Or an hour, the Lord would wait.
In a moment when ye know not!
Soul of man, no more delay;
Get ye ready for His coming,
Lest that coming be today.
Now—this hour—for when He cometh
Vainly thou wilt bid Him wait;
I have warned thee, He will answer,
Thou repentest all too late.