Tune: CONSOLATION
Words: John Brownlie, 1907
Music: J. Wyeth’s Repository of Sacred Music, 1813
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VERSE 1:
The King shall come when morning dawns
And light triumphant breaks,
When beauty gilds the eastern hills
And life to joy awakes.
VERSE 2:
Not as of old a little child,
To bear and fight and die,
But crowned with glory like the sun
That lights the morning sky.
VERSE 3:
Oh, brighter than the rising morn
When Christ, victorious, rose
And left the lonesome place of death
Despite the rage of foes.
VERSE 4:
Oh, brighter than that glorious morn
Shall dawn upon our race
The day when Christ in splendor comes
And we shall see his face.
VERSE 5:
The King shall come when morning dawns
And light and beauty brings.
Hail, Christ the Lord! Your people pray:
Come quickly, King of kings.
The King shall come when morning dawns
And light triumphant breaks,
When beauty gilds the eastern hills
And life to joy awakes.
VERSE 2:
Not as of old a little child,
To bear and fight and die,
But crowned with glory like the sun
That lights the morning sky.
VERSE 3:
Oh, brighter than the rising morn
When Christ, victorious, rose
And left the lonesome place of death
Despite the rage of foes.
VERSE 4:
Oh, brighter than that glorious morn
Shall dawn upon our race
The day when Christ in splendor comes
And we shall see his face.
VERSE 5:
The King shall come when morning dawns
And light and beauty brings.
Hail, Christ the Lord! Your people pray:
Come quickly, King of kings.