The King Shall Come

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

O brighter than the rising morn When He,
victorious, rose,
And left the lonesome place of death,
Despite the rage of foes.

Verse 4

O brighter than that glorious morn Shall this fair morning be,
When Christ, our King, in beauty comes,
And we His face shall see.

Verse 5

The King shall come when morning dawns,
And earth's dark night is past;
O haste the rising of that morn,
The day that aye shall last.

Verse 6

And let the endless bliss begin,
By weary saints foretold,
When right shall triumph over wrong,
And truth shall be extolled.

Verse 7

The King shall come when morning dawns,
And light and beauty brings: Hail,
Christ the Lord! Thy people pray,
Come quickly, King of kings.