1 The radiant morn hath passed away,
And spent too soon her golden store;
The shadows of departing day
Creep on once more.
2 Our life is but an autumn sun,
Its glorious noon how quickly past;
Lead us, O Christ, our life-work done,
Safe home at last.
3 O by thy soul-inspiring grace
Uplift our hearts to realms on high;
Help us to look to that bright place
Beyond the sky, A-men.
4 Where light, and life, and joy, and peace
In undivided empire reign,
And thronging angels never cease
Their deathless strain;
5 Where saints are clothed in spotless white,
And evening shadows never fall,
Where thou, eternal Light of light,
Art Lord of all.
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|The Cyber Hymnal #5724||The Radiant Morn Hath Passed Away||The radiant morn hath passed away||RADIANT MORN||Godfrey Thring||88.84|