Till the day break and the sha­dows flee away,
Waiting for the shin­ing of the sun’s first ray;
Looking for the bright­ness that pro­claims Him near,
Longing for the Pre­sence which has grown so dear.

Refrain

Till the day break and the sha­dows flee away,
Till the day break when He comes again for me;
Till the day break and the sha­dows flee away,
Longing for the mo­ment when His face I see.

Through the hours of dark­ness, wait­ing for the light,
For the cloud­less sun­rise that will end the night;
Watching for the morn­ing when our Lord shall come,
And His voice will call us to the hea­ven­ly home.

Refrain

Many of His wait­ing ones in Him now sleep,
Till the night be ov­er, earth their dust will keep;
But at day break, they from out their graves shall rise,
And with all His peo­ple meet Him in the skies.

Refrain

He is wait­ing pa­tient­ly for that bright day,
When the earth­born sha­dows will have fled away;
When He will re­ceive us to Him­self at last—
No more se­pa­ra­tion, sin and sor­row past.

Refrain