The morning breaks, ’tis bright and clear
The shadows of the night
Are flying swift away
A stirring cry salutes the ear
By form and creed are millions bound
But God hath sent the Word
To loose the iron band
Deliverance dawns with this glad sound
The song of jubilee
It sweeps o’er land and sea
With thousand voices strong
The chorus speeds along
One word of hope and cheer
The kingdom now is near
Jesus is coming soon
He is coming soon
Salvation nears–the saints arise
And from the sleep of death
The slumbering nations wake
We too shall mount the starry skies
Our glorious King is coming soon
It may be darkest night
It may be morn or noon
In glory then His saints will reign
Awake, ye nations, from the dead
With everlasting joy
Let praise your tongues employ
By this sweet hope be comforted
All praise and glory to His name
The King of kings is He
Earth’s sovereign yet to be
Let all the saints aloud proclaim
The song of jubilee
It sweeps o’er land and sea
With thousand voices strong
The chorus speeds along
One word of hope and cheer
The kingdom now is near
Jesus is coming soon
He is coming soon