Why sleep ye, my brethren? come, let us arise
Hymn 59
1
Why sleep ye, my brethren? come, let us arise;
O, why should we slumber in sight of the prize?
Salvation is nearer, our day is far spent,
O, let us be active; awake, and repent!
2
O, how can we slumber? the Master will come,
He 's calling on sinners to seek them a home;
The Spirit and Bride now in concert unite,
The weary they welcome, the careless invite.
3
O, how can we slumber? the judgment is near,
And sinners are crowding to endless despair;
Now prayer may avail, they may gain the high prize
Before they in torment shall lift up their eyes.
4
O, how can ye slumber? ye sinners, look round,
Before the last trumpet your heart shall confound;
O, fly to the Savior! he calls you to-day;
While mercy is waiting, O, make no delay!