The Breaking of the Day
'Tis almost time for the Lord to come,
I hear the people say;
The stars of heav'n are growing dim:
It must be the breaking of the day.
O, it must be the breaking of the day,
O, it must be the breaking of the day;
The night is almost gone,
The day is coming on:
O, it must be the breaking of the day.
The signs foretold in the sun and moon,
In earth and sea and sky,
Aloud proclaim to mortal men,
That the coming of the Master
draweth nigh.
It must be time for the waiting church
To cast her pride away,
With girded loins and burning lamps
To look for the breaking of the day.
There must be those in the field of sin,
Far from the fold astray,
Who once were happy in Jesus' love,
And looking for the breaking of the day.
Go quickly out in the streets and lanes,
And in the broad highway,
And call the maimed, the halt and blind,
To be ready for the breaking of the day.
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