1 Ye servants of the Lord,
Each in your office, wait,
Observant of His Heavenly word,
And watchful at His gate.
2 Let all your lamps be bright,
And trim the golden flame;
Gird up your loins as in His sight,
For awful is His Name.
3 Watch! 'tis your Lord's command,
And while we speak He's near;
Mark the first signal of His hand,
And ready all appear.
4 O happy servant he
In such a posture found;
He shall his Lord with rapture see,
And be with honour crown'd.
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First Line: | Ye servants of the Lord |
Meter: | S. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1871 |
Topic: | Ember Days |