There's a light upon the mountains (Hymn 954)

Verse 1: There's a light upon the mountains, and the day is at the spring, When our eyes shall see the beauty and the glory of the King; Weary was our heart with waiting, and the night-watch seemed so long, But His triumph-day is breaking, and we hail it with a song. Verse 2: In the fading of the starlight we can see the coming morn; And the lights of men are paling in the splendors of the dawn; For the eastern skies are glowing as with lights of hidden fire, And the hearts of men are stirring with the throb of deep desire. Verse 3: There's a hush of expectation, and a quiet in the air; And the breath of God is moving in the fervent breath of prayer; For the suffering, dying Jesus is the Christ upon the throne, And the travail of our spirit is the travail of His own. Verse 4: He is breaking down the barriers, He is casting up the way; He is calling for His angels to build up the gates of day; But His angels here are human, not the shining hosts above, For the drum-beats of His army are the heart-beats of our love. Verse 5: Hark! we hear a distant music, and it comes with fuller swell; ’Tis the triumph song of Jesus, of our King Emmanuel; Zion, go ye forth to meet Him, and my soul, be swift to bring All thy sweetest and thy dearest for the triumph of our King.