The Gloomy Night Will Soon Be Past

The gloomy night will soon be past

The morn­ing will ap­pear;

The rays of bless­èd light at last

Each wait­ing eye will cheer.

Thou bright and Morn­ing Star

Thy light

Will to our joy be seen;

Thou

Lord

wilt meet our long­ing sight

Without a cloud be­tween.

Ah

yes! Lord Je­sus

Thou

whose heart

Still for Thy saints doth care;

We shall be­hold Thee as Thou art

Thy per­fect like­ness bear.

Thy love sus­tains us on our way

While pil­grims here be­low;

Thou dost

O Sav­ior

day by day

The suit­ed grace be­stow.

But O the more we learn of Thee

And Thy rich mer­cy prove

The more we long Thy face to see

And ful­ly know Thy love.

Then shine

Thou bright and Morn­ing Star

Dispel the drea­ry gloom;

Oh! take from sin and grief afar

Thy blood-bought peo­ple home!