1 Fast breaks the morn, all glorious appearing,
Illumes the sky with brightening golden light;
Faint flashes glow, His coming ever nearing,
Lo! on the sky the morn dispels the night.
Refrain:
Soldiers of Christ! Soldiers of light!
Watch for His coming across the golden height;
Soldiers of Christ! Soldiers of light!
Watch for His coming across the golden height.
2 Soon shall the trumpet’s golden, awful sounding,
Wake sleepers all to meet the coming Host;
Hark! even now the hills are all resounding
With joyful sounds to those who love Him most. [Refrain]
3 Then, faithful hearts, watch on, nor ever sleeping,
Soon shall He come to greet His waiting bride;
O faithful souls! your loving watches keeping,
Lamps trimmed and burning, watch whate’er betide! [Refrain]
Source: The Cyber Hymnal #9978