Watch for the Morning.
1 Climb we the mountain afar,
In the still hour of even;
Led by yon beautiful star,
First of the daughters of heaven:
Darkness yet covers the face of the deep;
Spirit of freedom! go forth in thy might,
Break the slave's bondage like infancy's sleep,
The moment when God shall say, Let there be light!
2 Gaze we meanwhile for the day,
Praying in thought while we gaze;
Watch for the morning's first ray;
Prayer then be turned into praise!
Shout to the valleys, Behold ye the morn,
Long, long desired, but denied to our sight;
Lo, myriads of slaves into men are new-born;
The word was omnipotent, and there is light!