1 On watchtow'r high the Christian's found,
And there he waits to pray,
With faith firm plac'd on solid ground,
For peace and pardon he hath found,
Hoping for perfect day,
For perfect, perfect day.
2 As early dawn of morning light,
With all its rich array,
Chases away the shades of night,
Ushers the sun whose glorious might
Soon brings the perfect day,
Earth's perfect, perfect day.
3 So shines the path of all the just
Who choose the narrow way,
No shadows dark to wake distrust,
For light is sown when at the first
They seek the perfect day,
The perfect, perfect day.
4 The "Word," O Christian, will endure
A light thro' all thy way,
From paths so strait no foe shall lure.
Soon thou wilt reach the place so pure,
Where shines the perfect day,
The perfect, perfect day.
Source: The Silver Chime: a cluster of Sabbath school melodies, tunes, sentences, chants, etc., for the use of children and teachers in their school exercises, devotions, and recreations, to which is added... #22