Dawn Is Sprinkling In The East

away, ye midnight phantoms all!

away, despondence and despair!

whatever guilt the night has brought

now let it vanish into air.

so, lord, when that last morning breaks,

looking to which we sigh and pray,

o may it to thy minstrels prove

the dawning of a better day.

to god the father glory be,

and to his sole begotten son;

glory, o holy ghost, to thee

while everlasting ages run.