Sound the alarm! Let the watchman cry! —
“Up! for the day of the Lord is nigh;
WTio will escape from the wrath to come?
Who have a place in the soul's bright home? "
Sound the »larm, watchman! sound the alarm
For the Lord will come with a conquering arm
And the hosts of sin, as their ranks advance,
Shall wither and fall at His glance.
Sound the alarm! Let the cry go forth,
Swift as the wind, o'er the realms of earth —
“Flee to the Rock where the soul may hide!
Flee to the Rock! in its cleft abide! w
Sound the »larm, watchman! sound the alarm
For the Lord will come with a conquering arm
And the hosts of sin, as their ranks advance,
Shall wither and fall at His glance.
Sound the alarm on the brow!
Plead with the lost
Warn them to embrace; mountain's by the wayside now: come and the truth
Urge them to come and be saved by grace.
Sound the »larm, watchman! sound the alarm
For the Lord will come with a conquering arm
And the hosts of sin, as their ranks advance,
Shall wither and fall at His glance.
Sound the alarm in the youthful ear;
Sound it aloud that the old may hear;
Blow ye the trump while the daybeams last!
Blow ye the trump till the light is past!
Sound the »larm, watchman! sound the alarm
For the Lord will come with a conquering arm
And the hosts of sin, as their ranks advance,
Shall wither and fall at His glance.