Hymn 878
The roseate hues of early dawn
Meter: D.C.M.
Scripture: II Cor. 5:17
1
The roseate hues of early dawn,
The brightness of the day
The crimson of the sunset sky,
How fast, they fade away!
O for the pearly gates of heav'n!
O for the golden floor!
O for the Sun of Righteousness
That setteth nevermore!
2
The highest hopes we cherish here,
How fast they tire and feint!
How many spot defiles the robe
That wraps an earthly saint!
O for a heart that never sins!
O for a soul wash’d white!
O for a voice to praise our King,
Nor weary day or night!
3
Here faith is ours, and heav’nly hope,
And grace to lead us high;
But there are perfections and peace
Beyond our desire,
O by Thy love and anguish, Lord,
And by Thy life laid down,
Grant that we fall not from Thy grace,
Nor cast away our crown!