Ere Yet the Dawn Has Filled the Skies

Ere yet the dawn has filled the skies

Behold my Sav­ior Christ arise;

He chas­eth from us sin and night

And brings us joy and life and light.

O strong­er Thou than death and hell

Where is the foe Thou canst not quell?

What hea­vy stone Thou canst not roll

From off the pri­soned

ang­uished soul?

If Je­sus lives

can I be sad?

I know He loves me

and am glad;

Though all the world were dead to me

Enough

O Christ

if I have Thee!

He feeds me

com­forts and de­fends

And when I die His an­gel sends

To bear me whi­ther He is gone

For of His own He los­eth none.

No more to fear or grief I bow

God and the an­gels know me now;

The joys pre­pared for me to­day

Drive fear and mourn­ing far away.

Strong cham­pi­on! For this com­fort see

The whole world brings her thanks to Thee;

And once we too shall raise ab­ove

More sweet and loud the song of love.