First Line: Soon shall we see the glorious morning ,

Soon shall we see the glorious morning !
Saints, arise ! saints, arise !
Sinners, attend the notes of warning !
Saints, arise ! saints, arise !
The Resurrection Day draws near,
The King of saints shall soon appear,
And high His royal standard rear :
Saints, arise ! saints, arise !

2 Hear ye the trump of God resounding,
Saints, arise ! saints, arise !
Through death's dark vaults its notes
rebounding :
Saints, arise ! saints, arise !
To meet the Bridegroom haste ! prepare !
Put on your bridal garments fair ;
And hail your Saviour in the air !
Saints, arise ! saints, arise !

3 The saints who sleep, with joy awaken,
All arise ! all arise !
Their clay-cold beds are quick forsaken,
Ali arise ! all arise !
Not one of all the faithful few
Who here on earth the Saviour knew,
But starts with bliss his Lord to view :
All arise ! all arise !

4 Fast by the throne of God behold them
Crowned at last ! crowned at last !
See in His arms the Saviour fold them,
Crowned at last ! crowned at last !
With wreaths of glory round their head ;
No tears of sorrow now are shed,
To joy's full fountain all are led :
Crowned at last ! crowned at last !