1 There's a light upon the mountains,
When our eyes shall see the beauty
Weary was our heart with waiting,
and the night-watch seemed so long,
2 In the fading of the starlight we can
And the lights of men are paling in
For the eastern skies are glowing as
3 There's a hush of expectation, and
And the breath of God is moving in
dying Jesus is the Christ upon the throne,
4 He is breaking down the barriers,
He is calling for His angels to build
But His angels here are human, not
5 Hark! we hear a distant music, and
'Tis the triumph song of Jesus, of
Zion, go ye forth to meet Him,
and my soul, be swift to bring