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Let every lamp be burning bright,
The darkest hour is nearing;
The darkest hour of earth’s long night,
Before the Lord’s appearing.
Then trim your lamps, my brethren dear,
Then trim your lamps with godly fear;
The Master’s coming draweth near,
Let every lamp be burning.
Though thousands calmly slumber on,
The last great message spurning,
We’ll rest our living faith upon
His promise of returning.
Then trim your lamps, my brethren dear,
Then trim your lamps with godly fear;
The Master’s coming draweth near,
Let every lamp be burning.
His Word our lamp, His truth our guide,
We cannot be mistaken;
Though dangers rise on every side,
We shall not be forsaken.
Then trim your lamps, my brethren dear,
Then trim your lamps with godly fear;
The Master’s coming draweth near,
Let every lamp be burning.
Then let good works with faith appear,
To help the world around us;
Obedience brings the blessing near
When faith has firmly bound us.
Then trim your lamps, my brethren dear,
Then trim your lamps with godly fear;
The Master’s coming draweth near,
Let every lamp be burning.
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Meter:
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8 7 8 7 and refrain
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1886
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Lk 12:35;
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THEN TRIM YOUR LAMPS
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8 7 8 7 and refrain
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1886
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