Beware, my soul; beware, beware,
                                        
                                        Lest thou in slumber lie,
                                        
                                        And like, the five, remain without,
                                        
                                        And knock, and vainly cry;
                                        
                                        But watch, and bear thy lamp undimmed,
                                        
                                        And Christ shall gird thee on
                                        
                                        His own bright wedding robe of light—
                                        
                                        The glory of the Son.