1 O Israel, to thy tents repair:
Why thus secure on hostile ground?
Thy King commands thee to beware,
For many foes thy camp surround.
2 The trumpet gives a martial strain:
O Israel, gird thee for the fight!
Arise, the combat to maintain,
And put thine enemies to flight.
3 Thou shouldst not sleep, as others do;
Awake, be vigilant, be brave!
The coward and the sluggard too,
Must wear the fetters of the slave.
4 A nobler lot is cast for thee;
A kingdom waits thee in the skies:
With such a hope, shall Israel flee,
Or yield, through weariness, the prize?
5 No! let a careless world repose
And slumber on through life's short day,
While Israel to the conflict goes,
And bears the glorious prize away!
Source: The Voice of Praise: a collection of hymns for the use of the Methodist Church #653
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|The Cyber Hymnal #11233||O Israel, To Thy Tents Repair||O Israel, to thy tents repair!||GROSTETTE||Thomas Kelly||LM||<cite>Hymns on Various Passages of Scripture</cite>, 2nd ed. 1806|