Fairer Than the Morning

Thou art fair­er than the morn­ing

O my Sav­ior and my king!

Of Thy gran­deur and Thy beau­ty

How my soul de­lights to sing.

Thou art fair­er than the morn­ing

Thou art bright­er

bright­er than the day;

At the glo­ry of Thy pre­sence

Clouds and dark­ness flee away.

Clothed in light as with a gar­ment

Crowned with ma­jes­ty di­vine

Lo

the scep­ter of do­min­ion

Now and ev­er

Lord

is Thine.

Oh

the great­ness of Thy mer­cy

And the rich­ness of Thy grace!

Oh

the love that in Thy king­dom

Is pre­par­ing me a place!

When the sil­ver cord is brok­en

And this mor­tal life is o’er

With ten thou­sand times ten thou­sand

I shall sing for ev­er­more.