Sleepers wake the night is flying
The watchmen on thy walls are calling
Awake thou O Jerusalem
Hark ye now O comes the morning
The midnight call of solemn warning
Where art thou O ye virgins where
Behold the bridegroom comes
Arise and take your lamps
Prepare yourselves your Lord draws near
He bids you to His marriage feast
Sleepers Wake
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