Earth is wak­ing, day is break­ing!
Darkness from the hills has flown;
Pale with ter­ror, trem­bling Er­ror
Flies for­ev­er from her throne!
Up, to la­bor, friend and neigh­bor,
Hope and work with all thy might;
Heav’n is near thee, God will see thee,
He doth ev­er bless the right.

Earth is wak­ing, day is break­ing!
Fellow toil­er, bend thine ear;
Hear ye not the an­gels speak­ing
Words of love and words of cheer?
Then to labor, friend and neigh­bor,
With thy soul’s re­sist­less might;
Never fear thee, God is near thee,
He doth ev­er bless the right.