tr., John Brownlie 8.6.8.6.8.8 I The longing eyes that sought the light Are filled with glad amaze, As, from the depths of brooding night, The morning meets their gaze; O weary night! its hours are past, And morning light hath dawned at last. II O Christ, Who in the heart of God, Eternal, did'st repose; Whom to proclaim to earth abroad, The seer and prophet rose; Now comes to earth, Incarnate Word, To tell the love of God our Lord. III Now hearts respond that, mute before, In night and silence dwelt, -- Who longed, in worship, to adore A love they never felt; For night is gone, and silence rings, And every heart responsive, sings. IV Hail, Christ of God! Anointed One, From sin's dark night to free; Thou art the One-begotten Son Whom ages longed to see; O weary night, its hours are past, And morning light hath dawned at last. |