High Let Us Swell Our Tuneful Notes 2 Lyrics

1. High o'er the lonely hills
Black turns to gray,
Birdsong the valley fills,
Mists fold away;
Gray wakes to green again,
Beauty is seen again,
Gold and serene again,
Dawneth the day.

2. So, o'er the hills of life,
Stormy, forlorn,
Out of the cloud and strife,
Sunrise is born;
Swift grows the light for us;
Ended is night for us;
Soundless and bright for us
Breaketh God's morn.

3. Hear we no beat of drums,
Fanfare nor cry,
When Christ the herald comes,
Quietly nigh;
Splendor He makes on earth';
Color awakes on earth;
Suddenly breaks on earth
Light from the sky.

4. Bid then farewell to sleep:
Rise up and run!
What though the hill be steep?
Strength's in the sun.
Now shall you find at last
Night's left behind at least,
And for mankind at least
Day has begun!