Anon.
WE will dwell on Calvary’s mountain,
Where the flocks of Zion feed;
Oft resort unto that fountain
Opened where our Lord did bleed;
Thence deriving
Grace and strength for every need
2
There with trimmed lamps we’ll tarry
Till the Lord comes from on high;
Watch in prayer, and ne’er grow weary,
Till we hear the midnight cry,
Hast to meet Him,
Lo! the Bridegroom draweth nigh!
3
Lord, Thy other sheep are calling:
Send us with a message clear;
May we gladly hasten forward,
To obey Thy voice so dear,
Go ye therefore,
I am with you, have no fear.
4
Dare we let them die in darkness,
When we have the light of God,
And the life which has been purchased
With the Saviour’s precious blood?
Seek to win them,
Win them back through Christ to God.