Christ, whose glory fills the skies

Christ

whose glory fills the skies

Christ

the true

the only Light

Sun of Righteousness

arise

Triumph o’er the shades of night;

Dayspring from on high

be near

Daystar

in my heart appear.

Dark and cheerless is the morn

Unaccompanied by Thee;

Joyless is the day’s return

Till Thy mercy’s beams I see

Till Thou inward light impart

Glad my eyes

and warm my heart.

Visit then this soul of mine

Pierce the gloom of sin and grief;

Fill me

Radiancy divine

Scatter all my unbelief;

More and more Thyself display

Shining to the perfect day.