The gloomy night will soon be past,
The morning will appear;
The harbinger of day at last
Each waiting eye will cheer.
Thou Bright and Morning Star, Thy light
Will to our joy be seen;
Thou, Lord, wilt meet our longing sight,
Without a cloud between.
The gloomy night will soon be past,
The morning will appear;
The harbinger of day at last
Each waiting eye will cheer.
Thou Bright and Morning Star, Thy light
Will to our joy be seen;
Thou, Lord, wilt meet our longing sight,
Without a cloud between.