Sound the alarm! Let the watchman cry!
�Up! for the day of the Lord is nigh;
Who will escape from the wrath to come?
Who have a place in the soul�s bright home?�

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Sound the alarm, watchman! Sound the alarm!
For the Lord will come with a conqu�ring arm;
And the hosts of sin, as their ranks advance,
Shall wither and fall at His glance.

Sound the alarm! Let the cry go forth,
Swift as the wind, o�er the realms of earth;
�Flee to the Rock where the soul may hide!
Flee to the Rock! in its cleft abide!�

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Sound the alarm on the mountain�s brow!
Plead with the lost by the wayside now:
Warn them to come and the truth embrace;
Urge them to come and be saved by grace.

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Sound the alarm in the youthful ear;
Sound it aloud that the old may hear;
Blow ye the trump while the day-beams last!
Blow ye the trump till the light is past!

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