The Voice of Praise ‎#584

584. The morning light is breaking; The darkness disappears

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 See heathen nations bending
Before the God we love,
And thousand hearts ascending
In gratitude above;
While sinners, now confessing,
The gospel call obey,
And seek the Saviour's blessing--
A nation in a day.

3 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

• First Line: The morning light is breaking; The darkness disappears
• Author: S. F. Smith
• Meter: 7s & 6s
• Publication Date: 1873
• Topic: The Christian Church: Missionary; The Holy War

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