Dayspring of Eternity (Brown-Borthwick)

Dayspring of eter­ni­ty!

Brightness of the Light di­vine

As the day­light fills the sky

Let Thy beams up­on us shine

Scattering with their glo­ri­ous might

All our night.

As on droop­ing herb and flow­er

Lies the soft re­fresh­ing dew

Let Thy Spir­it’s re­fresh­ing pow­er

Dry and faint­ing hearts re­new;

Showers of bless­ing ov­er all

Softly fall.

Let Thy fire of love de­stroy

All our earth­ly taint and lea­ven;

Wake our souls to love and joy

Kindling like the east­ern heav­en;

Let us tru­ly rise ere yet

Life hath set.

Dayspring of eter­nal skies

Grant that on Thine ad­vent-morn

From the dust our flesh may rise

To a nob­ler be­ing born

Strong in Heav’n its course to run

As the sun.

Sorrowing here we seek Thy face;

Guide us with Thy cheer­ing ray:

Lead us

glo­ri­ous Sun of grace

To the land of end­less day

Where the joy that bids us rise

Never dies.