SEE, THE DAWN FROM HEAVEN.

See, the dawn from Heaven is breaking

O'er our sight,

And Earth from sin awaking,

Hails the light!

See those groups of angels, winging

From the realms above,

On their brows, from Eden, bringing

Wreaths of Hope and Love.

Hark, their hymns of glory pealing

Thro’ the air,

To mortal ears revealing

Who lies there!

In that dwelling, dark and lowly,

Sleeps the Heavenly Son,

He, whose home's above,— the Holy,

Ever Holy One!