The shadows flee away.@Song of Solomon 4:6

Jo­seph Rus­ling, 1832.

Break­ing Morn Syl­ves­ter Main, in The Di­a­dem, ed­it­ed by Si­las J. Vail (New York: Hor­ace Wa­ters, 1865), num­ber 80 (🔊 pdf nwc).

Christian, the morn breaks sweetly o’er thee,
And all the midnight shadows flee;
Tinged are the distant skies with glory,
A beacon light hung out for thee.

Refrain

Arise! arise! the light breaks o’er thee;
Thy name is graven on the throne;
Thy home is in the world of glory,
Where thy Redeemer reigns alone.

Tossed on the dark, proud waves of ocean,
Calmly composed, undaunted be;
’Midst the fierce tempest’s dread commotion,
Thy God doth still remember thee.

Refrain

Christian, behold! the land is nearing,
And the wild sea storm’s rage is o’er;
List to the heav’nly hosts now cheering;
See in what throngs they range the shore.

Refrain

Cheer up! Cheer up! The light breaks o’er thee,
Bright as the summer’s noontide ray;
The starry crown in realms of glory;
Invites the happy soul away.

Away! Away! leave all for glory,
Thy name is graven on the throne;
Thy home is in the world of glory,
Where thy Redeemer reigns alone.