Awake! the morn is here,
The long, dark night is past;
The gladness and the light appear,
And beauty shines at last.
Awake! the morning sings,
The clouds have passed away;
The rising sun triumphant brings
The long-expected day.
Awake! the Christ arose
The first faint dawn to greet;
The smiling world in sweetness strews
Its flowers among His feet.
Awake, my soul, awake!
Arise on buoyant wings,
The sordid and the sin forsake,
And mount to better things.
Immortal Christ, all hail!
Thy power hath triumphed quite;
Sin can no more our souls assail,
Nor death, nor grave, nor night.
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|Hymns of the Russian Church: being translations, centos, and suggestions from the Greek office books with an introduction #48||Awake! the morn is here||Awake! the morn is here||John Brownlie||6,6,8,6||1920|