Cheer, O cheer, the morn is breaking!
                                        
                                        Bright its beams of promise rise;
                                        
                                        Sing, O sing, ye heirs of Zion!
                                        
                                        Hear the welcome from the skies:
                                        
                                        “Come, ye blessed of My Father,”
                                        
                                        Faint no more ’mid doubts and fears;
                                        
                                        Heaven’s bright portal opes before you;
                                        
                                        Wait for you immortal years.