We wait since the day He ascended

He said He would come again

Some think it will be such a long time

Some think they know just when

We live like there's no tomorrow

We wait with our lamps of oil

We watch for the midnight hour

The day we cease our toil

When the trumpet sounds

And the bridegroom comes

The weddings gonna be so royal

So we gotta keep staying loyal

Cause our feet are gonna leave this soil

When we burn the midnight oil

Burn the midnight oil

Some wait from the top of the mountain

Away from the world below

Some work while there's still a harvest

No rest when there's seed to sow

We go out to wait for the bridegroom

Some bring oil of readiness

Some lamps will be burned out waiting

Left out in there emptyness

Will our lamps be full at parousia?

When the bridegroom comes will hear the call