The sun is rising in the east,
It gilds the heavens wide,
And scatters light on mountain crest,
On shore and countryside.
It rises from the valley bright,
Where Paradise once lay,
And bringeth life, and joy and light
To all upon its way.
It greets us from the land afar
Where man with grace was crowned,
And from that wondrous Morning Star,
Which Eastern sages found.
The starry host bow down before
The sun that passes them;
It seems so like that star of yore
Which shone on Bethlehem.
Thou Sun of Suns, from heaven come,
In Thee our praises rise
For every message from Thy home
And from Thy Paradise.
|Instances (1 - 3 of 3)||Title||First Line||Tune||Tune Key||Author||Meter||Scripture||Date||Subject||Source|
|Hymnal for Church and Home #46||The Sun Is Rising In The East||The sun is rising in the east||[The sun is rising in the easth]||B. S. Ingemann||C. M.||1927||Morning and Evening ||
|Hymnal for Church and Home (2nd ed.) #46||The Sun Is Rising In The East||The sun is rising in the east||B. S. Ingemann||C. M.||1928||Morning and Evening ||
|Hymns and Hymnwriters of Denmark #109||The sun is rising in the east||The sun is rising in the east||Bernhard Severin Ingemann, 1789-1862; J. C. Aaberg||8,6,8,6||1945|