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1 The night was dark, and all was still,
Ten virgins slumbered on,
When suddenly each heart was thrill'd,
To hear the startling song.
Hark! 'tis the voice of the Bridegroom,
Calling his loved ones away;
Be ready with your lamps brightly burning,
To welcome the Master on that day.
2 Those virgins rose and trimm'd their lamps,
For they had waited long,
In hope to see their absent Lord,
And greet him with their song. [Chorus]
3 Five of them stood in sore dismay,
For out their lamps had gone;
They tried in vain, it was too late
To join the bridal throng. [Chorus]
4 Give of your oil, the foolish cried,
That we our lamps may trim;
'Tis dark, the way we cannot see,
We have no light within. [Chorus]
5 There's not enough for us and you,
The others did reply;
But go at once to those who sell;
Make haste of them to buy. [Chorus]
6 And while with empty lamps they went
For oil at yonder store,
The Bridegroom came, and took the wise
And shut salvation's door. [Chorus]Source: The Golden Sheaf: a collection of choice hymns and songs especially designed for Sunday schools, loyal worker's meetings, prayer and social services (Enl. ed.) #41