Now daylight floods the morning sky

Now daylight floods the morning sky,
And earthward glides the approaching day,
The dancing rays of sunlight chase
The gathered fears of night away.

Hence dreams that cloud the soul! away,
Ye terrors grim of midnight born!
Whate'er the dark of night hath bred,
Die in the light that greets the morn!

So when the day eternal breaks,—
That day for which our spirits long,—
Its light may fall to bless our souls,
E'en while we raise our morning song.

To God the Father throned in heaven,
To Christ the one begotten Son,
And to the Holy Ghost be praise,
Now, and while endless ages run.