Text · full lyrics
When all the clouds of darkness break,
When all the dead from dust awake,
And all the just His likeness take,
What a morning that will be!
The dreams of earth will soon be o’er,
And death and sorrow come no more,
When we awake on fairer shore,
What a morning that will be!
What a morning that will be!
What a morning that will be!
For when our eyes the King shall see,
What a morning that will be!
No waking doubts, no dark’ning fears,
No long goodbyes in grief and tears,
But joy supreme thro’ endless years,
What a morning that will be!
What a morning that will be!
What a morning that will be!
For when our eyes the King shall see,
What a morning that will be!
Bridge
Halleluja! (x8)
Oh, come away to that bright land,
Before the throne of God we’ll stand,
And sing with all the ransomed band,
What a morning that will be!
What a morning that will be!
What a morning that will be!
For when our eyes the King shall see,
What a morning that will be!
The lyricist
Lucinda Bateman
Lucinda Bateman wrote under the pen name Grace Glenn, and much of her work served the temperance movement: 'A Book of Rhymes to Suit the Times,' 'Gleams of Gold,' and 'The Prohibition Speaker,' an 1889 collection of recitations and songs for prohibition entertainments. The last of these came out through the Fillmore Brothers, the Cincinnati gospel-song publishers who also carried her hymns in their songbooks. 'What a Morning That Will Be' appeared in one such collection, Gems and Jewels, in 1890, set to music by James Rosecrans — one of more than two hundred lyrics to her name.