English poem
Christian Songs, Song LXXXIX
by John Glas (1809–1894)
See the bright morning star, Shoots his beams from afar, And ushers the day from on high! Now the night flees away, Now the shadows decay, And the morning of glory draws nigh.
2 O ye Christians keep guard, That ye be not o'erpow'r'd, With surfeits, and cares of this world; Stand ye fast and be strong, Midst the foes you're among, Till vengeance on them shall be hurl'd.
3 Then exalted on high, Like the stars in the sky, In glory forever you'll shine; For the Saviour you'll see, Who expir'd on the tree, Ev'n Jesus the man all divine.