Watchman! tell us of the night,

What its signs of promise are;

Traveller! o’er yon mountain’s height,

See that glory-beaming star!

Watchman! does its beauteous ray

Aught of hope or joy foretell?

Traveller! yes; it brings the day,

Promised day of Israel!

Watchman! tell us of the night,

Higher yet the star ascends;

Traveller! blessedness and light,

Peace and truth, its course portends.

Watchman! will its beams alone

Gild the spot that gave them birth?

Traveller! ages are its own;

See, it bursts o’er all the earth.

Watchman! tell us of the night,

For the morning seems to dawn;

Traveller! darkness takes its flight;

Doubt and terror are withdrawn.

Watchman! let thy wanderings cease;

Hie thee to thy quiet home;

Traveller! lo! the Prince of Peace,

Lo! the Son of God, is come.