As the bird, whose clarion gay Sounds before the dawn is grey, Christ, who brings the spirit's day, Calls us, close at hand: "Wake!" He cries, "and for my sake, From your eyes dull slumbers shake! Sober, righteous, chaste, awake! At the door I stand!" Lord, to Thee we lift on high Fervent prayer and bitter cry: Hearts aroused to pray and sigh May not slumber more: Break the sleep of Death and Time, Forged by Adam's ancient crime; And the light of Eden's prime To the world restore! Unto God the Father, Son, Holy Spirit, Three in One, One in Three, be glory done, Now and evermore.