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The Midnight Cry

Author: Frances Jane (Fanny) Crosby Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #10398 First Line: Slumber not, slumber not Refrain First Line: Slumber not, slumber not Lyrics: 1 Slumber not, slumber not, For the time flies apace— The time for the Bridegroom is near; Let us watch, let us wait, With a firm, trusting heart, Be ready the summons to hear. O provide for our lamps, Let your vessels be filled With grace He will freely supply; Then, with rapture complete, Our belovèd we shall meet, When midnight shall echo the cry. Refrain: Slumber not, slumber not, For the time flies apace— The time for the Bridegroom is near; Let us watch, let us wait, With a firm, trusting heart, Be ready the summons to hear. 2 Slumber not, slumber not, Tho’ He tarry awhile, Not long will He linger away; He has left His commands To the faithful and wise, Then let us in meekness obey. Yes, the Bridegroom will come To His long waiting bride, And wipe every tear from her eye; "Go ye forth" may we hear, And with joy, not with fear, When midnight shall echo the cry. [Refrain] 3 Slumber not, slumber not, For the moments are brief; O think of their anguish of heart Who will come, but too late, To the door of the feast, And hear from the Bridegroom, "Depart." Let our lamps be well filled And their luster be seen When He to the marriage draws nigh, Then our souls will rejoice At the sound of His voice, When midnight shall echo the cry. [Refrain] Languages: English Tune Title: [Slumber not, slumber not]

The Midnight Cry

Author: Fanny J. Crosby Hymnal: The Ark of Praise #52 (1882) First Line: Slumber not, slumber not Lyrics: 1 Slumber not, slumber not, for the time flies apace,— The time for the Bridegroom is near; Let us watch, let us wait, with a firm, trusting heart, Be ready the summons to hear. O provide for our lamps, let our vessels be filled With grace he will freely supply; Then, with rapture complete, our beloved we shall meet, When midnight shall echo the cry. Refrain: Slumber not, slumber not, for the time flies apace,— The time for the Bridegroom is near; Let us watch, let us wait with a firm, trusting heart, Be ready the summons to hear. 2 Slumber not, slumber not, tho' he tarry awhile, Not long will he linger away; He has left his commands to the faithful and wise, Then let us in meekness obey. Yes, the Bridegroom will come to his long-waiting bride, And wipe every tear from her eye; “Go ye forth” may we hear, and with joy, not with fear, When midnight shall echo the cry. [Refrain] 3 Slumber not, slumber not, for the moments are brief; O think of their anguish of heart Who will come, but too late, to the door of the feast, And hear from the Bridegroom, “depart” Let our lamps be well-filled and their lustre be seen When he to the marriage draws nigh, Then our souls will rejoice at the sound of his voice, When midnight shall echo the cry. [Refrain] Tune Title: [Slumber not, slumber not]

The Midnight Cry

Author: Lizzie Edwards Hymnal: The Quartet #382 (1884) First Line: Slumber not, slumber not, for the time flies apace Refrain First Line: Slumber not, slumber not, for the time flies apace Languages: English Tune Title: [Slumber not, slumber not, for the time flies apace]

Until He Come

Author: William M. Lessel Hymnal: The Voice of Thanksgiving No. 5 #377 (1946) First Line: Wait for the Lord, and slumber not Refrain First Line: Yes, our Lord will return some day Languages: English Tune Title: [Wait for the Lord, and slumber not]

They slumber not, nor sleep

Author: John M. Neale; John Mason Neale Hymnal: The Service of Song for Baptist Churches #d556 (1876)

Press the battle

Author: Fred L. Chunn Hymnal: Tidings of the Cross #d45 (1915) First Line: Do not slumber, Christian soldiers Refrain First Line: On with the battle

Sink not yet, my soul, to slumber

Author: Rist Hymnal: Chorale Book for England, The #167 (1863) Lyrics: Sink not yet, my soul, to slumber, Wake, my heart, go forth and tell All the mercies without number That this bygone day befell; Tell how God hath kept afar All things that against me war, Hath upheld me and defended, And His grace my soul befriended. Father, merciful and holy, Thee to-night I praise and bless, Who to labour true and lowly Grantest ever meet success; Many a sin and many a woe, Many a fierce and subtle foe, Hast Thou check'd that once alarm'd me, So that nought to-day has harm'd me, Now the light, that nature gladdens, And the pomp of day is gone, And my heart is tired and saddens; As the gloomy night comes on; Ah then, with Thy changeless light Warm and cheer my heart to-night, As the shadows round me gather Keep me close to Thee, my Father. Have I e'er from Thee departed, Now I seek Thy face again, And Thy Son, the loving-hearted, Made our peace through bitter pain. Yes, far greater than our sin, Though it still be strong within, Is the Love that fails us never, Mercy that endures for ever. Brightness of the eternal city! Light of every faithful soul! Safe beneath Thy sheltering pity, Let the tempests past me roll: Now it darkens far and near, Still, my God, still be Thou here; Thou canst comfort, and Thou only, When the night is long and lonely. E'en the twilight now hath vanish'd, Send Thy blessing on my sleep, Every sin and terror banish'd, Let my rest be calm and deep. Soul and body, mind and health, Wife and children, house and wealth, Friend and foe, the sick, the stranger, Keep Thou safe from harm and danger. O Thou mighty God, now hearken To the prayer Thy child hath made; Jesus, while the night-hours darken Be Thou still my hope, my aid; Holy Ghost, on Thee I call, Friend and Comforter of all, Hear my earnest prayer, oh hear me! Lord, Thou hearest, Thou art near me. Languages: English

Sink not yet, my soul, to slumber

Author: Catherine Winkworth; J. Rist Hymnal: The Bach Chorale Book #49 (1922) Languages: English Tune Title: [Sink not yet, my soul, to slumber]

Sink not yet, my soul, to slumber

Hymnal: The Selah Song Book (Das Sela Gesangbuch) (2nd ed) #175a (1926) Languages: English Tune Title: [Sink not yet, my soul, to slumber]

Sink not yet, my soul, to slumber

Hymnal: Evangelical Lutheran Hymn-book #31 (1918) Meter: 8.7 Lyrics: 1 Sink not yet, my soul, to slumber, Wake, my heart, go forth and tell, All the mercies without number That this by-gone day befell: Tell how God hath kept afar, All things that against me war, Hath upheld me and defended, And His grace my soul befriended. 2 Father, merciful and holy, Thee to-night I praise and bless, Who to labor true and lowly, Grantest ever meet success; Many a sin and many a woe, Many a fierce and subtle foe Hast Thou checked that once alarmed me, So that naught today has harmed me. 3 Yes, our wisdom vainly ponders, Fathoms not Thy loving thought. Never tongue can tell the wonders That Thy hand for me hath wrought; Thou hast guided me today, That no ill hath crossed my way; There is neither bound nor measure In Thy love's o'erflowing treasure. 4 Now the light that nature gladdens, And the pomp of day is gone, And my heart is tired and saddens, As the gloomy night comes on; Ah, then with Thy changeless light Warm and cheer my heart to-night; As the shadows round me gather, Keep me close to Thee, my Father. 5 Of Thy grace, I pray Thee, pardon All my sins, and heal their smart; Sore and heavy is their burden, Sharp their sting within my heart; And my Foe lays many a snare But to tempt me to despair; Thou alone canst help me, Savior, Punish not my ill behavior. 6 Though I have from Thee departed, Now I seek Thy face again, For Thy Son, the loving-hearted, Made our peace through bitter pain. Yes, far greater than our sin, Though it still be strong within, Is Thy love that fails us never, Mercy that endures forever. 7 Brightness of th'eternal city! Light of every faithful soul! Safe beneath Thy sheltering pity Let the tempests past me roll; Now it darkens far and near, Still, my God, still be Thou here; Thou canst comfort, and Thou only, When the night is long and lonely. 8 From the power of darkness save me, And from Satan's hellish snares, Who endeavors to enslave me, And assails me unawares; Let me never lose the sight Of Thy good and gracious light; Thou canst fill my heart with gladness, That it feel no pain in sadness. 9 Though my weary eyes are closing, And my senses fall asleep, Still my soul, on Thee reposing, Ever must its vigils keep. Let my spirit longingly Always dream, my God, of Thee, Firmly unto Thee e'er cleaving, E'en in sleep Thy grace receiving. 10 Lord, the twilight now hath vanished, Send Thy blessing on my sleep, Every sin and terror banished, Let my rest be calm and deep. Soul and body, mind and health, Wife and children, house and wealth, Friend and foe, the sick, the stranger, Keep Thou safe from harm and danger. 11 O Thou mighty God, now hearken To the prayer Thy child hath made; Jesus, while the night-hours darken, Be Thou still my Hope, my aid; Holy Ghost, on Thee I call, Friend and Comforter of all, Hear my earnest prayer, O hear me! Lord, Thou hearest, Thou art near me. Topics: Evening Languages: English