Ye Servants of the Lord

Verse 1

Ye servants of the Lord,
Each in his office wait,
Observant of His heavenly word,
And watchful at His gate.

Verse 2

Let all your lamps be bright,
And trim the golden flame;
Gird up your loins, as in His sight,
For awful is His Name.

Verse 3

Watch: ’tis your Lord’s command,
And while we speak, He’s near;
Mark the first signal of His hand,
And ready all appear.

Verse 4

O happy servant he
In such a posture found!
He shall his Lord with rapture see,
And be with honor crowned.

Verse 5

Christ shall the banquet spread
With His own royal hand,
And raise that favorite servant’s head
Amidst the angelic band.