When the midnight cry began
O, what lamentation
A thousand sleeping in their sins
Neglecting their salvation
Lo the Bridegroom is at hand
O, who will kindly treat him?
Surely all the waiting bands
Will all step forth to meet him

Some indeed did wait awhile
And shone without a rival
But they spent all their seeming oil
Long since the last revival
Many souls who thought they'd light
O, when the scene was closed
Now against the Bridegroom fight, and so they stand opposed

Foolish virgins, do you think
Our Bridegroom's a deceiver?
Then may you pass your lives away
And think to sleep forever!
But we by faith do see his face
In whom we have believed
If there's deception in the case
'Tis you that are deceived

Virgins wise, I pray draw near
And listen to your Saviour
He is your friend, you need not fear
So why not seek his favor?
He speaks to you in whispers sweet
In words of consolation
By grace of him, you stand complete
He is your great salvation