Bridegroom Soon Will Call Us, The

The Bridegroom soon will call us,

Come, all ye wedding guests!

May not His voice appall us,

While slumber binds our breasts;

May all our lamps be burning,

And oil be found in store,

That we, with Him returning,

May open find the door.

There shall we see delighted

Our dear Redeemer's face,

Who leads our souls benighted

To glory by His grace;

The patriarchs shall meet us,

The prophets' holy band,

Apostles, martyrs, greet us

In that celestial land.

They will not blush to own us

As brothers, sisters dear,

Love ever will be shown us

When we with them appear;

We all shall come before Him,

Who for us Man became,

As Lord and God adore Him,

And ever bless His Name.

Our Father, rich in blessing,

Will give us crowns of gold

And, to His bosom pressing,

Impart a bliss untold,

Will welcome with embraces

Of never ending love,

And deck us with His graces

In blissful realms above.

In yonder home shall never

Be silent music's voice;

With hearts and lips forever

We shall in God rejoice;

The angels shall adore Him,

All saints shall sing His praise,

And bring with joy before Him

Their sweetest heav'nly lays.

In mansions fair and spacious

Will God the feast prepare,

And ever kind and gracious,

Bid us its riches share;

There bliss that knows no measure

From springs of love shall flow,

And never changing pleasure

His bounty will bestow.

Thus God shall from all evil

Forever make us free,

From sin, and from the devil,

From all adversity,

From sickness, pain, and sadness,

From troubles, cares, and fears,

And grant us heavenly gladness

And wipe away our tears.