1.O'er the distant mountain breaking,Comes the red'ning dawn of day;Rise, my soul, from sleep awaking,Rise, and sing, and watch, and pray;'Tis the Saviour 'Tis the SaviourOn his bright returning way.2.O thou long-expected! wearyWaits my anxious soul for thee;Life is dark, and earth is drearyWhere thy light I do not see:O my Saviour, O my Saviour,When wilt thou return to me?3.Long, too long, in sin and sadness,Far away from thee I pine;When, O when shall I the gladness Of thy Spirit feel in mine?O my Saviour, O my Saviour,When shall I be wholly thine?4.Nearer is my soul's salvation,Spent the night, the day at hand;Keep me in my lowly station,Watching for thee, till I stand,O my Saviour, O my Saviour,In thy bright and promised land.5.With my lamp well-trimm'd and burning,Swift to hear, and slow to roam,Watching for thy glad returningTo restore me to my home;Come, my Saviour, Come, my Saviour,O my Saviour, quickly come!