The moon shines bright, and the stars gave light,

A little before it was day:

The Lord our God then called to us,

And bade us awake and pray.

Awake, awake, good people all

Awake, and you shall hear,

Our blessed Lord died on the cross,

For us whom he loved so dear.

O fair, O fair Jerusalem!

When shall we come to thee?

When will our grief be at an end,

Thy joys when shall we see?

For saving of our precious souls,

Christ died upon the cross:

We ne’er can do for Jesus Christ

What he hath done for us.

The life of man is but a span,

And cut down like a flower;

We are here to-day—to-morrow gone,

The creatures of an hour!