The Bridegroom Soon Will Call UsThe Bridegroom soon will call us; Shake off your drowsy sleep!
Lest carelessness befall us, A watchful vigil keep!
May all our lamps be burning With oil enough and more
That we, with him returning, May find an open door!
There shall we see in glory Our dear Redeemer's face;
The long-awaited story Of heav'nly joy takes place:
The patriarchs shall meet us, The prophets' holy band;
Apostles, martyrs greet us In that celestial land.
There God shall from all evil Forever make us free,
From sin and from the devil, From all adversity,
From sickness, pain, and sadness, From troubles, cares, and fears,
And grant us heav'nly gladness And wipe away our tears.
In that fair home shall never Be silent music's voice;
With hearts and lips forever We shall in God rejoice,
While angel hosts are raising With saints from great to least
A mighty hymn for praising The giver of the feast.
