Today, brave hearts must sentinel
Dark, desolated desert sands,
Or on far shores patrol the seas,
Or wing the skies of foreign lands.
Look for the morning, valiant ones;
God's omnipresence brings surcease
From tired hope and, with the dawn,
Will light your somber thoughts with peace.
The blackest hours of earthly trial.
Like darkness that precedes the day,
But herald a better world to come.
Watch for the morning—watch and pray.
