I work a lot of overnight shifts at the hospital where I am a chaplain. The night always stretches before me with some sense of foreboding. Traumas take on a life of their own during the night. There is such a breath of relief that comes for everyone at dawn. For the patients, it is relief that they have survived to see a new day. For the staff, it is relief that they have survived another shift and can rest safely at home.
I think this breath of relief captures a bit of the explanation of Christ as Rising Dawn. A healing light that bathes a darkened world after many hours of tense darkness.
O Oriens, O Rising Dawn, with gentle light you reveal that which the darkness hides. Enlighten us from the darkness we hold within ourselves, from the darkness that shadows our world. O Oriens, O Rising Dawn. Come.