What I say unto you I say unto all: Mark 13:37
Words: Philip Doddridge (1702–1751), alt. Published posthumously in Hymns Founded on Various Texts in the Holy Scriptures, by Job Orton (Shropshire, England: Joshua Eddowes & John Cotton, 1755), number 199:
Awake, my drowsy soul, awake
And view the threatening scene:
The foes in legion camp around,
And treachery lurks within.
’Tis not this mortal life alone
These enemies assail;
All thine eternal hopes are lost,
If their attempts prevail.
Now to the work of God awake;
Behold thy Maker near;
The various, arduous task pursue
With vigor and with fear.
The awful register goes on,
Th’account will surely come,
And opening day, or closing night
May bear me to my doom.
Tremendous thought! How deep it strikes!
Yet like a dream it flies,
Till God’s own voice the slumbers chase
From these deluded eyes.