The Dawning Day at Length Appears

The dawn­ing day at length ap­pears

The day fore­told by an­cient seers;

And over na­ture’s gloo­my night

Prevails the morn­ing’s ris­ing light.

The na­tions watch the pro­mised ray

Whose blush­es kin­dle in­to day

And see

with ea­ger

anx­ious eye

Its saf­fron tint spread ov­er the sky.

He comes! He comes! the Sun ap­pears

Eclipsing rea­son’s dark­ened spheres!

He shines above the east­ern hills

And ev­ery heart with trans­port fills!

While In­dia’s sons

ad­orned with gold

The source of light and life be­hold;

Released from su­per­sti­tion’s chains

No bloody rite their al­tars stains.

The sun up­on the Per­sian’s head

His scorch­ing rays no more shall shed;

Burning amid un­cloud­ed skies

He sees a fair­er orb arise.

Behold the na­tions wait Thy light

To scat­ter their re­main­ing night;

To ev­ery clime ex­tend Thy ray

O source of ev­er­last­ing day!