BEHOLD THE BRIDEGROOM COMETH

Behold the Bridegroom cometh in 
The middle of the night, 
And blest is he whose loins are girt, 
Whose lamp is burning bright; 
But woe to that dull servant, whom
The Master shall surprise
With lamp untrimmed,
unburning and
With slumber in his eyes.

Beware, my soul; beware, beware,
Lest thou in slumber lie,
And like, the five, remain without,
And knock, and vainly cry;
But watch, and bear
thy lamp undimmed,
And Christ shall gird thee on
His own bright wedding robe of light—
The glory of the Son. 

Gerard Moultrie 1829 - 1885 ( 55 Years )

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