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The Three Calls

Author: I. B. Woodbury Hymnal: The Gospel Choir #80 (1885) First Line: O slumberer, rouse thee! Refrain First Line: Holy Spirit, by Thy power Lyrics: O slumberer, rouse thee! despise not the truth; But give thy Creator the days of thy youth; Why standest here idle?—the day breaketh,—see! The Lord of the vineyard is waiting for thee! “Holy Spirit, by Thy power, Grant me yet another hour; Earthly pleasures I would prove, Earthly joys, and earthly love; Scarcely yet hath dawned the day; Holy Spirit, wait, I pray!” Ref: Hark! borne on the wind is the bell’s solemn toil; ‘Tis mournfully pealing the knell of the soul; The Spirit’s sweet pleadings and strivings are o’er; The Lord of the vineyard stands waiting no more! O loiterer, speed thee! the morn wears apace; Then squander no longer the moments of grace; But hast while there’s time! with the Master agree; The Lord of the vineyard stands waiting for thee! “Gentle Spirit, stay, oh stay! Brightly beams the earthly day; Let me linger in these bowers; God shall have my noonday hours; Chide me not for my delay; Gentle Spirit, wait, I pray!” O sinner, arouse thee! thy morning is past; Already the shadows are lengthening fast; Escape for thy life! from the dark mountains flee; The Lord of the vineyard still waiteth for thee! “Spirit, case thy mournful lay, Leave me to myself I pray; Earth hath flung her spell around me, Pleasure’s silken chain hath bound me; When the sun his path has trod, Spirit, then I’ll turn to God!” Languages: English Tune Title: [O slumberer, rouse thee!]

The three calls

Hymnal: The Morning Star #124 (1877) First Line: O slumberer, rouse thee! Lyrics: 1 O slumberer, rouse thee! despise not the truth, But give thy Creator the days of thy youth; Why standest there idle! the day breaketh, see! The Lord of the vineyard is waiting for thee. “Holy Spirit, by Thy power, Grant me yet another hour; Earthly pleasures I would prove, Earthly joys, and earthly love; Scarcely yet hath dawned the day, Holy Spirit, wait, I pray!” 2 O loiterer, speed thee! the morn wears apace; Then squander no longer the moments of grace, But haste, while there’s time, with thy Master agree; The Lord of the vineyard stands waiting for thee. “Gentle Spirit, stay, oh, stay, Brightly beams the early day; Let me linger in these bowers, God shall have my noontide hours; Chide me not for my delay, Gentle Spirit, wait, I pray!" 3 O sinner, arouse thee! thy morning is passed; Already the shadows are lengthening fast; Escape for thy life! from the dark mountains flee; The Lord of the vineyard still waiteth for thee. "Spirit, cease Thy mournful lay, Leave me to myself, I pray; Earth hath flung her spell around me, Pleasure’s silken chain hath bound me; When the sun his path hath trod, Spirit, then I’ll turn to God!” Hark! borne on the winds is the bell's solemn toll; 'Tis mournfully pealing the knell of a soul-- The Spirit's sweet pleadings and strivings are o'er; The Lord of the vineyard stands waiting no more. Scripture: Matthew 20:3 Tune Title: [O slumberer, rouse thee!]