125b | Minnetonka Songs#125c | 125d |
Text: | The morning light |
1 The morning light is breaking,
The darkness disappears,
The sons of earth are waking
To penitential tears;
Each breeze that sweeps the ocean
Brings tidings from afar,
Of nations in commotion,
Prepared for Zion's war.
2 Rich dews of grace come o'er us
In many a gentle shower,
And brighter scenes before us
Are opening every hour;
Each cry to heaven going
Abundant answer brings,
And heavenly gales are blowing
With peace upon their wings.
3 See heathen nations bending
Before the God we love;
And thousand hearts ascending
In gratitude and love;
While sinners, now confessing,
The gospel call obey,
And seek the Savior's blessing,--
A nation in a day.
4 Blest river of salvation,
Pursue thine onward way,
Flow thou to every nation,
Nor in thy richness stay;
Stay not, till all the lowly
Triumphant reach their home:
Stay not, till all the holy
Proclaim, "The Lord is come."
Text Information | |
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First Line: | The morning light is breaking |
Title: | The morning light |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1879 |
Notes: | Key of B. |