Dawning Day

Christian, the morn breaks sweetly o' er thee, And all the midnight shadows flee; Tinged are the distant skies with glory, A beacon light hangs out for thee. Arise! arise! the light breaks o' er thee, Bright from thy everlasting home; Soon shalt thou reach thy goal of glory, Soon shalt thou share thy Saviour' s throne.

Lift up thy head; the day breaks o' er thee; Bright is the promised shining way! Light from heav' n is streaming for thee; Lo! ' tis the dawn of perfect day. Rejoice! rejoice! in hope of glory, Counting all else but vanity: Precious this truth; O seek and hold it, And send it forth that all may see.