Glory to God The Morn Appointed Breaks {Glory to God The Morn Appointed Breaks SONG 22-Orlando Gibbons Glory to God! The Morn Appointed Breaks } Glory to God! The morn appointed breaks, And earth awakes from all the woeful past; For, with the morn, the Lord of life awakes. And sin and death into the grave are cast. Glory to God! The cross, with all its shame. Now sheds its glory o'er a ransom'd world; For He Who bore the burden of our blame, With pierced hands the foe to hell hath hurl'd. Glory to God! Sing, ransom'd souls again, And let your songs our glorious Victor laud, Who by His might hath snapp'd the tyrant's chain, And set us free to rise with Him to God. Darkness and night, farewell! the morn is here; Welcome! the light that ushers in the day; Visions of joy before our sight appear, And, likc the clouds, our sorrows melt away. Great Son of God, Immortal, and renown'd! Brighter than morn the glory on Thy brow; Crowns must be won, and Thou art nobly crown'd, For death is dead, and sin is vanquish'd now.