Wake, O wake! with tid­ings thrill­ing
The watch­men all the air are fill­ing,
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!
Alleluya! The wedd­ing swells loud and strong:
Go forth and join the fest­al throng!

Sion hears the watch­men shout­ing,
Her heart leaps up with joy un­doubt­ing,
She stands and waits with ea­ger eyes;
See her friend from Hea­ven des­cend­ing,
Adorned with truth and grace un­end­ing!
Her light burns clear, her star doth rise.
Now come, Thou pre­cious crown,
Lord Je­su, God’s own Son!
Hosanna! Let us pre­pare to fol­low there,
Where in Thy sup­per we may share.

Every soul in Thee re­joic­es,
From men and from an­gel­ic voic­es
Be glo­ry giv­en to Thee alone!
Now the gates of pearl re­ceive us,
Thy pre­sence ne­ver more shall leave us,
We stand with an­gels round Thy throne.
Earth can­not give be­low
The bliss Thou dost be­stow.
Alleluya! Grant us to raise to length of days,
The tri­umph-chor­us of Thy praise.