- Year in, year out souls are revived,
Granted Thou unto us,
What, where and how ever we be,
To the grave we shall end.
- All around us dangers abound,
That we may thus ensnared;
Epidemics around exists,
TO send us there beyond.
- Eternal joy or woe unended,
For all our souls doth wait
Uncaring we trod all about,
A 'brink of death and grave.
- Revive us Lord from our slumber,
Path of danger to see;
When our souls are hence called oh Lord,
To dwell ever with Thee. Amen.