1.⁠The morning light is breaking, The darkness disappears;
The sons of earth are waking To penitential tears;
Each breeze that sweeps the ocean Brings tidings from afar,
Of nations in commotion, Prepared for Zion's war.
2.⁠See heathen nations bending Before the God we love,
And thousand hearts ascending In gratitude above;
While sinners, now confessing, The gospel call obey,
And seek the Saviour's blessing, A nation in a day.
3.⁠Blest river of salvation, Pursue thine onward way;
Flow thou to every nation, Nor in thy richness stay;
Stay not till all the lowly Triumphant reach their home;
Stay not till all the holy Proclaim, 'The Lord is come!' Amen.