Hymns of the Russian Church ‎#5

5. The Morning dawns; on gilded height

The Morning dawns; on gilded height
The glory of the early light
Awaits the rising sun
Awake, my soul, to life awake!
Inspired with hope thy task o'ertake,
And fill the day begun.

O Light, beyond our utmost light,
To Whom our day is as the night,
Our sun a feeble star;
Lead me to where Thy glories rise,
Beyond the earth, beyond the skies,
On fairer fields afar.

Thou art the Light, eternal Christ,
Whose glory at the first sufficed
To fire the endless spheres;
Night has no more abiding place,
Before the brightness of Thy face
The darkness disappears.

O that a searching ray would shine
Within this darkened soul of mine,
And bid my night depart!
Then would the joy of life abound,
And morning music ever sound
Within my joyless heart.

Text Information

• First Line: The Morning dawns; on gilded height
• Title: The Morning dawns; on gilded height
• Translator: John Brownlie
• Meter: 8,8,6,8,8,6
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1920

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