Gleams Of The Golden Morning

The golden morning is fast approaching;
Jesus soon will come,
To take his faithful and happy children,
To their promised home.


[CHORUS]
O we see the gleams of the golden morning,
Piercing through this night of gloom!
O we see the gleams of the golden morning,
That will burst the tomb.


The gospel summons will soon be carried,
To the nations round;
The Bridegroom then will cease to tarry,
And the trumpet sound.


Attended by all the shining angels,
Down the flaming sky,
The Judge will come, and will take his people,
Where they will not die.


The loved of earth who have long been parted,
Meet in that glad day;
The tears of those who are broken hearted,
Shall be wiped away.