Christ is coming, oh, be ready; Let not slumber dull your eyes; Do not say, “My Lord delayeth”; He is coming, oh, be wise! Some with empty lamps will hasten, Seeking oil for them to buy; But, alas! they’ll never enter; Vain for them has been the cry. Such, with hearts of anguish burning, When they find the door is shut, Will, in terror, cry, “Lord, open”; He will say, “I know you not.” Then be ready, oh, be ready; Heed the cry while yet you may; With lamps trimmed and burning brightly, Wait that coming, blessed day.