Watchman, say, what of the night?

Is the dawning still afar?

Pilgrim, see, so fair and bright,

O'er the hills the Morning-Star:

Watchman, what denotes its sign?

Is it better time for man?

Pilgrim, 'tis the dawn Divine

Of the everlasting plan.

Watchman, say, what of the night?

Is it still not nearing day?

Pilgrim, night is done! the light

Spreads upon its glorious way:

Watchman, why departest thou?

Why turn home when all is gain?

Pilgrim, o'er the wide earth now

Comes the Prince of Peace to reign!