Return ye, and get you unto your tents.
Joshua 22:4
Words: Thomas Kelly, Hymns on Various Passages of Scriptures, second edition, 1806.
Music: Grostette Henry W. Greatorex, 1851 (🔊 pdf nwc).
If you know where to get a good picture of Greatorex (head & shoulders, at least 200×300 pixels),
O Israel, to thy tents repair!
Why thus secure on hostile ground?
Thy King commands thee to beware;
For many foes thy camp surround.
The trumpet gives a martial strain:
O Israel, gird thee for the fight!
Arise, the combat to maintain,
And put thine enemies to flight.
Thou shouldst not sleep, as others do;
Awake! be vigilant, be brave!
The coward, and the sluggard too,
Must wear the fetters of the slave.
A nobler lot is cast for thee:
A kingdom waits thee in the skies;
With such a hope, shall Israel flee,
Or yield through weariness the prize?
No! let a careless world repose,
And slumber on through life’s short day,
While Israel to the conflict goes,
And bears the glorious prize away.