O Golden Day

Verse 1

O golden day, so long desired, Born of a darksome night, The waiting earth at last is fired By Thy resplendent light. And hark! the promised heav'nly chord Is heard from sea to sea: This song: One Master, Christ the Lord And brethren all are we.

Verse 2

The noises of the night shall cease, The storms no longer roar; The factious foes of love and peace Shall vex the soul no more. A thousand thousand voices sing The surging harmony: One Master, Christ, one Saviour-King; And brethren all are we.

Verse 3

Sing on, ye heralds of the morn, Your grand endeavor strain, Till Christian hearts estranged and torn, Blend in the glad refrain; And all the church, with all its pow'rs, In loving loyalty, Shall sing: One Master, Christ, is ours; And brethren all are we.

Verse 4

O golden day! the ages crown, Aglow with heavenly love, Rare day in prophecy's renown, On to thy zenith move, When earth and heav'n with one accord, In full-voiced unity. Shall sing: One Master, Christ our Lord; And brethren all are we.