When We Waken in the Morning

When the Lord shall come in glo­ry

On the co­ro­na­tion day

When its ev­er­last­ing light

On us is dawn­ing

All the clouds of time shall van­ish

And the sha­dows flee away

When we wak­en in the

Resurrection morn­ing.

In the morn­ing

bless­èd morn­ing

O the glo­ry of the

Resurrection morn­ing!

We shall ga­ther at His side

In His like­ness sa­tis­fied

When we wak­en in the

Resurrection morn­ing.

When the ties so sad­ly sev­ered

Shall be reu­nit­ed there

Where shall en­ter nev­er­more

A pain or sor­row

We shall know His joy ex­cel­leth

Every long­ing

eve­ry pray­er

When we wak­en on the blest

Eternal mor­row.

When the fight with sin is over

And the vic­tors robed in white

Meet in that blest home where harps

Are ev­er ring­ing

They shall praise the migh­ty Sav­ior

Who has giv­en life and light;

Unto Him who loved us

All the ran­somed sing­ing.