Hark! ’tis the Watchman’s Cry HAPPY LAND—Indian air Hark! ’tis the Watchman’s Cry 1 Hark! ’tis the watchman’s cry, “Wake, brethren, wake!” Jesus our Lord is nigh; Wake, brethren, wake! Sleep is for sons of night; Ye are children of the light, Yours is the glory bright; Wake, brethren, wake! 2 Call to each waking band. “Watch, brethren, watch!” Clear is our Lord’s command; Watch, brethren, watch! Be ye as men that wait Always at the Master’s gate, E’en though He tarry late; Watch, brethren,