Come, Morning Star

  Come, Morning Star! Bid stubborn night be gone,
  Come in the midst of all the sons of light.
  Command the everlasting day to dawn,
  With God’s love strong and bright.

  O come! Creation groans in deep distress.
  Come, heavenly Healer of its thousand woes.
  Then the wild waste and barren wilderness
  Shall blossom as the rose.