At the Breaking of the Day

lyricist: Fanny Crosby, 1891
Composer: John Sweney

Oh

how oft amid our la­bor

Do we think of what will be

When the boat shall drop its an­chor

In the hav­en o’er the sea!

And our hearts

with joy ex­pand­ing

From our tri­als look away

When we all shall meet to­ge­ther

At the break­ing of the day!

At the break­ing of the day

When we an­chor on the shore

At the break­ing of the day

When the storms of life are o’er

When our sor­row and our sigh­ing

Like a dream will pass away

When we all shall meet to­ge­ther

At the break­ing of the day!

Oh

how oft amid the con­flict

And the bat­tle rag­ing high

With a faith as clear as noon­day

We behold the vic­to­ry nigh

And we know that with the right­eous

We shall stand in bright ar­ray

When we all shall meet to­ge­ther

At the break­ing of the day!

Endless praise to our Re­deem­er

For His all aton­ing love

That pre­pares for us a man­sion

And a crown of life ab­ove

Where our eyes shall see the beau­ty

Of the flow’rs that ne’er de­cay

When we all shall meet to­ge­ther

At the break­ing of the day!

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