The dawn of day is breaking;
Behold, it streaks the sky,
And hearts for Him are waking
Who soon shall fill each eye.
Soon, soon, in brightness beaming,
"The Day-Star" shall appear!
With glory round Him streaming,
His joyful shout we'll hear.

Our eyes are looking onward
To see the One we love,
Our feet are pressing forward
To tread those courts above ;
Our hearts exult with pleasure
As nearer comes the day
When love beyond all measure
Shall beckon us away.

Then " face to face " beholding
The One who came to die,
His glory all unfolding
Before each raptured eye.
With nothing there to hinder
The heart's deep, full employ,
But all to call forth wonder
And ceaseless bursts of joy.

There on His bosom resting,
(Oh ! deep and full repose !)
No more a time of testing-
No more to meet our foes ;
But there, in brightest glory,
To gaze upon His face,
And ever tell that story-
" The glory of His grace."