I woke, and the night was passing,

And over the hills there shone

A star all alone in its beauty

When the other stars were gone—

For a glory was filling the heavens

That came before the day,

And the gloom and the stars together

Faded and passed away.

Only the star of the morning

Glowed in the crimson sky—

It was like a clear voice singing,

“Rejoice! for the Sun is nigh!”

O children! a Star is shining

Into the hearts of men—

It is Christ with a voice of singing,

“Rejoice! for I come again!

“For the long, long night is passing,

And there cometh the golden day;

I come to My own who love Me,

To take them all away.

“It may be to-day or to-morrow,

Soon it will surely be;

Then past are the tears and the sorrow—

Then Home for ever with Me.”