1 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,

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

2 Tossed on time's rude, relentless surges,
Calmly, composed and dauntless stand,
For lo! beyond those scenes emerges
The light that bounds the promised land.

Chorus:
Behold, behold, the land is nearing,
Where the wild sea-storm's rage is o'er;
Hark! how the heav'nly host are cheering,
See in what throngs they range the shore!
See in what throngs they range the shore!

3 Cheer up! cheer up! the day breaks o'er thee,
Bright as the summer's noon-tide ray;
The star gem'd crowns and realms of glory
Invite thy happy soul away.

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