Wake, Awake, For The Night Is Flying Wake, awake, for night is flying: The watchmen on the heights are crying, Awake, Jerusalem, arise! Midnight’s solemn hour is tolling; His chariot wheels are nearer rolling; He comes! O church, lift up thine eyes! Rise up, with willing feet Go forth, the Bridegroom meet: Hallelujah! Lo, great and small, We answer all; We follow where Thy voice shall call. 1 -3 Words by Philipp Nicolai, / Music by Hans Sachs, Arr, by Philipp Nicolai, Har. by Johann S. Bach
Wake, Awake, For The Night Is Flying Zion hears the watchmen singing; Her heart with deep delight is springing, She wakes, she rises from her gloom, For her Lord comes down all glorious, In grace arrayed, by truth victorious; Her star is ris'n, her light is come! Ah, come Thou blessed One, God's own beloved Son, Hallelujah! We haste along, An eager throng, And glad-some join the advent song. 2 -3
Wake, Awake, For The Night Is Flying Now let all the heav’ns adore Thee, And men and angels sing before Thee With harp and cymbal’s clearest tone; Of one pearl each shining portal, Where we shall join the choirs immortal In praises round Thy glorious throne; No vision ever brought, No ear hath ever caught Such great glory! Therefore will we, eternally, Sing hymns of joy and praise to Thee. 3 -3