1 The day is dead, and Egypt's night returning,
Is dark and still in death's prophetic gloom.
The world sleeps on, but Israel's lamp is burning;
At midnight sounds the' oppressor's note of doom.
"I will pass over you, when I see the blood:"
I will pass over you, 'tis a saving flood.
"I will pass over you, when I see the blood,"
The precious blood of Jesus.
2 The Lamb is slain, the Sacrifice immortal,
Whose life received creates the soul anew;
His blood is shed, but is it on the portal?
O haste and see! doth it avail for you? [Refrain]
3 Not there? not there? no crimson on the lintel?
Delay! delay! O thou destroying One!
Give grace? give grace! it must be more than mental:
My heart! my heart! let there thy work be done. [Refrain]
4 Art safe, my soul! rest not in thy salvation,
Else thou art not like Him who came to die;
In love go forth with mercy's invitation,
Awake the world! death's angel passes by. [Refrain]
Source: Christ in Song: for all religious services nearly one thousand best gospel hymns, new and old with responsive scripture readings (Rev. and Enl.) #38