For God has shown the limits of your art,
Since for too many years you have ignored
The way by which He shared His loving heart.
Awake, poor Christians, for "How can you sleep?"
While your frail ship tosses upon this deep,
But now, "Arise, and call upon Thy God",
And grasp the word He gave to you to keep.
Awake, my soul, arising from the dead
And Christ will shine on you, as He has said,
So that you gain the blessings He would give
To those who go where He Himself has led.
2 May 2020