1. The clouds at length are breaking; The dawn will soon appear, And “Signs” there’s no mistaking, Proclaim Messiah near. Awake, awake from sleeping, Attend the “midnight cry,” Ye saints, refrain from weeping, Your Great Deliverer’s nigh2. The morning light is beaming; The “day-star” shines on high, Christ’s Heralds are proclaiming His coming in the sky; And earth’s eventful story A few short months will tell, The righteous rise to glory; The wicked sink to hell.3. If earth and all her treasure, Are doom’d to fire and flame; Her Royal pomp, and pleasure Are but an Her Kings-her Crowns-her glory Her Armies-Fleets-and pride, May bubble forth her story While floating down the tide.4. The Ocean, Oh! the ocean, To which grandeurs tend Now foams in dreadful motion, Her boast and pomp to end. See, see, the flames ascending, The seas, themselves explode; The clouds,—the skies, are rending With cries of—‘God’—‘Oh! God’!!5. Oh! hear the sad petition, “Rocks crush us into dust;” Oh! pity our condition- Or we surely must We thought that we were wiser Than and all Yet Sinner—Sceptic—miser— Must suffer once for all.6. Ye mortals take the warning, Ten thousand calls invite; Should you neglect the morning Then comes the Now mercy’s hand extended. The vilest wretch would save; But Oh! if be ended You’re lost beyond the grave.7. Great Author of compassion Redeemer-Saviour-friend- Oh! send to every nation The knowledge of its end; Fly! fly on wings of morning, Ye who the truth can tell, And sound the awful warning, To rescue souls from