DAY-BREAK by Eliza H. Morton

Seventh-day Adventist Publishing Association · Battle Creek, Mich. · Oct 30, 1879

DAY-BREAK

By Eliza H. Morton

When the clouds have left the hill-tops, And the beauty of the day Gleams through shining, golden portals, Melting all the mists away; Then this earth will be all joy-land, Blessed day of jubilee! Oh, for thee our hearts are yearning, Sunshine of Eternity.

When the darkness rolls from ocean, And the light beams brightly o’er Every wave and foaming billow Dashing ’gainst this mortal shore; Then the heart will sing with rapture And the voice break forth in praise To the God that rules the tempest: “Just and true are all thy ways.”

When the pain and wasting fever And the thousand ills of life All are healed by one Physician And forever hushed the strife; Then sweet peace and holy comfort Will possess the inmost soul, For the tired, homesick pilgrim Will have reached the longed-for goal.

When the graves of earth are opened, And fair, loving forms arise, Springing up from dusty chambers, Soaring upward to the skies; Then sweet waves of thrilling music Will entrance the listening ear, “Like the sound of many waters,” Murmuring gently, soft, and clear.

When the city, grand, eternal, Comes to earth ’mid clouds of light, And the King bids saints to enter Mansions filled with holy light; Then the life-work of all ages Will receive a just reward— Home and Heaven, sweet rest given; In the kingdom of our God.

ELIZA H. MORTON.

Battle Creek, Mich.