The sun will rise, darkness no more,
Burning the fog, to reveal the shore.
The sun will rise, rays reaching all,
Cleansing the Earth, for great and small.
The sun will rise, you’re really alive,
Beginning the day, from sleep you revive.
The sun will rise, we put faith in this,
Bringing the truth, the word doesn’t miss.
The son will rise, to bless righteousness,
Blazing in glory, every tongue does confess.
-Roger Deemer, 13 December 1987