Evangelical Lutheran Hymn-book ‎#548

548. O'er the distant mountains breaking

1 O’er the distant mountains breaking
Comes the redd'ning dawn of day;
Rise, my soul, from sleep awaking,
Rise, and sing, and watch, and pray;
’Tis thy Savior, 'Tis thy Savior,
On His bright returning way.

2 O Thou long-expected, weary
Waits my anxious soul for Thee,
Life is dark, and earth is dreary,
Where Thy light I do not see;
O my Savior, O my Savior,
When wilt Thou return to me?

3 Nearer is my soul’s salvation,
Spent the night, the day at hand;
Keep me in my lowly station,
Watching for Thee, till I stand,
O my Savior, O my Savior,
In Thy bright, Thy promised land.

4 With my lamp well trimm'd and burning,
Swift to hear and slow to roam,
Watching for Thy glad returning
To restore me to my home.
Come, my Savior, Come, my Savior,
Thou hast promised: quickly come.

Text Information

• First Line: O'er the distant mountains breaking
• Meter: 8, 7 61
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1918
• Topic: Judgment

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