Verse 1
Hark! 'tis the watchman's cry,
Wake, brethren, wake!
Jesus Himself is nigh;
Wake, brethren, wake!
Sleep is for sons of night;
Ye are children of the light;
Yours is the glory bright;
Wake, brethren, wake!

Verse 2
Call to each wakening band,
Watch, brethren, watch!
Clear is our Lord's command;
Watch, brethren, watch!
Be ye as men that wait
Always at the Master's gate,
E'en though He tarry late;
Watch, brethren, watch!

Verse 3
Heed we the Steward's call,
Work, brethren, work!
There's room enough for all;
Work, brethren, work!
This vineyard of the Lord
Constant labour will afford;
He will your work reward;
Work, brethren, work!

Verse 4
Hear we the Shepherd's Voice,
Pray, brethren, pray!
Would ye His heart rejoice,
Pray, brethren, pray!
Sin calls for ceaseless fear,
Weakness needs the Strong One near
Long as ye struggle here,
Pray, brethren, pray!

Verse 5
Sound now the final chord,
Praise, brethren, praise!
Thrice Holy is our Lord,
Praise, brethren, praise!
What more befits the tongues
Soon to join the Angels' songs,
Whilst Heaven the note prolongs,
Praise, brethren, praise!