Watching thro’ the night and waiting for the dawn;
Looking for the first bright ray of morn;
Feeling all the gloom of the midnight hour,
Yet I’m trusting all to His love and pow’r.

Chorus:
Watching thro’ the night;
Waiting for the dawn;
Looking for the first bright ray of morn;
Feeling all the gloom of the midnight hour,
Yet I’m trusting all to His love and pow’r.

Living in the valley, humble, meek, and low;
Thus it is I triumph o’er ev’ry foe;
Waiting till the summons shall call me home;
Out into the sunshine beyond the gloom. [Chorus]

Working for the Master, patiently I wait;
Knocking for admittance at Mercy’s gate;
Trusting Him to guide, where I cannot see;
Knowing that His care is still over me. [Chorus]