We hail the ris­ing Day Star—
The lamp with­in our heart
Has ban­ished all our dark­ness,
And bid the night de­part.
We felt our blind eyes op­en,
And ceased our doubt-filled war,
When first we did re­ceive Him,
The bright and morn­ing star.

Now icy pride is melt­ed,
And sha­dows fled away;
The sun­rise is up­on us,
As stub­born hearts give way;
The tes­ti­mony cer­tain,
Prophetic truth pro­claim:
Let light shine into dark­ness,
Erasing fear and shame.

With bor­rowed light re­flect­ing
The Spir­it in our heart,
We spread the glo­ri­ous tid­ings,
To Earth’s re­mot­est part;
Unseeing eyes will op­en,
And deaf ears hear the voice:
See in the east aris­ing
The best and per­fect choice.

And when our task is ov­er,
Our time on Earth is done,
We lie down to await Him,
The pro­mised com­ing sun;
Earth’s fi­nal dawn aris­ing,
With light from shore to shore,
The bright eter­nal shin­ing,
The sun to set no more.