Hymnal: The Christian Hymn-Book
Date: 1829
Compiler: B W Stone and T Adams
Publisher/Printer: N L Finnell
First Line: The gloomy night of sadness
Topic: Love and Union
Writer: <no first name given> <no last name given>
Composer:
Tune:
Hymn Number: 159
Page Number: 178, click to see hymnal pages
LyicsThe gloomy night of sadness,
Begins to flee away,
The red'ning streaks of morning,
Proclaim the rising day;
That welcome day of promise
When Christ shall claim his right,
And on the wold in darkness
Pour forth a flood of light.
Now truth unveil'd, is shining
With beams of sacred light,
The mourning pilgrims wonder,
And leave the paths of night;
Their glowing hearts in rapture,
All fill'd with joy divine,
Burst forth in shouting glory,
And like their Master shine.
Now love unites the children,
And tears away the bars;
They lay aside their weapons,
And cease from strife and wars;
All with united voices,
All join with one accord,
Ascribing free salvation
And glory to the Lord.
The beams of truth revealed,
Pervade the sinner's heart,
Aghast they fall and tremble,
As pierc'd through with a dart;
Their earnest cries for mercy
Sound through the parting skies,
The gracious Saviour hears them,
And smiling bids them rise.
Now Satan roars with anguish,
His servants quake with fear,
His boasted kingdom totters,
It's fall we soon shall hear;
Go on, victorious Saviour,
Go on, thou mighty King,
O chain the woful Dragon,
And cause the world to sing.
Come, let's begin the anthems,
And join the choir above,
To praise our blessed Jesus,
And bless the God we love;
All glory, glory, glory,
Salvation to our God,
Hosanna to our Jesus,
Who wash'd us in his blood.
The courts of heaven are ringing
With songs of highest strains,
And ceaseless praise is rolling
Along the flow'ry plains.
O! could we rise triumphant,
And join with those above
To shout and sing forever,
Free grace and dying love.
There sits our smiling Jesus,
In light and glory crown'd;
There gazing hosts adoring,
In blazing circles round.
Come quickly, come Lord Jesus,
Come quickly, come Lord, come,
O fetch our longing spirits
To our eternal home.