Ye Servants of the Lord
1
Ye servants of the Lord,
Each in his 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;
His coming thus proclaim.
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 honor crowned.
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