1 The King shall come when morning dawns
and light triumphant breaks;
when beauty gilds the eastern hills
and life to joy awakes.
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.
3 The King shall come when morning dawns
and earth's dark night is past;
O haste the rising of that morn,
the day that e'er shall last.
4 Then let the endless bliss begin,
by weary saints foretold,
when right shall triumph over wrong,
and truth shall be extolled.
5 The King shall come when morning dawns
and light and beauty brings.
Hail, Christ the Lord! Your people pray,
come quickly, King of kings!
|First Line:||The King shall come when morning dawns|
|Title:||The King Shall Come|
|Translator:||John Brownlie (1907)|
|Source:||Ancient Greek hymn|
|Source:||Traditional American melody; Kentucky Harmony, Part Second, 1813|