When will the lovers heed the Master's cry?
The bell has rung; the time has come to start.
No time for talkin' left, it's do or die!
Together we provide the means whereby,
The plan of God reveals its holy art.
When will the lovers heed the Master's cry?
Our mighty task, then, no one can deny,
For each of us must take his chosen part,
No time for talkin' left, it's do or die!
This errant mankind soon must need apply,
All that this vital wisdom may impart,
When will the lovers heed the Master's cry?
And thus, His sweet defenders' task, thereby,
Unfurled, is written bold on history's chart.
No time for talkin' left, it's do or die!
At last the time has come for us to fly,
Unseal the holy tablet of your heart.
When will the lovers heed the Master's cry?
No time for talkin' left, it's do or die!
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