O Radiant Morn

O ra­di­ant morn

when Je­sus was born

When an­gels the sto­ry sang;

From Heav­en above

on pin­ions of love

An an­swer­ing ec­ho rang.

We’re march­ing

march­ing

un­der the star­lit skies;

Marching

march­ing

where the Re­deem­er lies;

Singing

sing­ing

Je­sus is born to­day;

Marching along

sing­ing a song

all the way.

Hosannas we sing to Je­sus

our king

To Je­sus

the Prince of Peace;

Whose won­der­ful birth en­rap­tured the earth

Whose reign nev­er­more shall cease.

Awake ev­ery voice

with sing­ing re­joice

And follow the splen­dor bright;

Let songs nev­er end

but ev­er as­cend

To Je­sus

the world’s true light.

Then fol­low each day

the one nar­row way

And when earth­ly joys are past

We’ll dwell ev­er­more with Him we ad­ore

In Heav­en’s bright home at last.