Dayspring of Eternity! (Winkworth)

Dayspring of eter­ni­ty!

Dawn on us this morn­ing-tide.

Light from light’s ex­haust­less sea

Now no more Thy ra­di­ance hide

And dis­pel with glo­ri­ous might

All our night.

Let the morn­ing dew of love

On our sleep­ing con­science rain;

Gentle com­fort from above

Flow through life’s long parch­èd plain

Water dai­ly us Thy flock

From the rock.

Let the glow of love de­stroy

Cold obe­di­ence faint­ly giv­en

Wake our hearts to love and joy

With the flush­ing east­ern heav’n

Let us tru­ly rise ere yet

Life hath set.

Brightest Star of east­ern skies

Let that fa­tal morn ap­pear

When our bo­dies too shall rise

Free from all that pained them here

Strong their joy­ful course to run

As the sun.

To yon world be Thou our light

O Thou glo­ri­ous Sun of Grace;

Lead us through the tear­ful night

To yon fair and bless­èd place

Where to joy that nev­er dies

We shall rise.