Till the Day Break

Till the day break and the sha­dows flee away

Waiting for the shin­ing of the sun’s first ray;

Looking for the bright­ness that pro­claims Him near

Longing for the Pre­sence which has grown so dear.

Till the day break and the sha­dows flee away

Till the day break when He comes again for me;

Till the day break and the sha­dows flee away

Longing for the mo­ment when His face I see.

Through the hours of dark­ness

wait­ing for the light

For the cloud­less sun­rise that will end the night;

Watching for the morn­ing when our Lord shall come

And His voice will call us to the heav­en­ly home.

Many of His wait­ing ones in Him now sleep

Till the night be ov­er

earth their dust will keep;

But at day break

they from out their graves shall rise

And with all His peo­ple meet Him in the skies.

He is wait­ing pa­tient­ly for that bright day

When the earth­born sha­dows will have fled away;

When He will re­ceive us to Him­self at last—

No more se­pa­ra­tion

sin and sor­row past.