O Light, Whose Beams Illumine All

O Light

whose beams il­lu­mine all

From twi­light dawn to per­fect day

Shine Thou be­fore the sha­dows fall

That lead our wan­der­ing feet as­tray;

At morn and eve Thy ra­di­ance pour

That youth may love

and age adore.

O Way

through whom our souls draw near

To yon eter­nal home of peace

Where per­fect love shall cast our fear

And earth’s vain toil and wan­der­ing cease;

In strength or weak­ness may we see

Our heav­en­ward path

O Lord

through Thee.

O Truth

be­fore whose shrine we bow

Thou price­less Pearl for all who seek

To Thee our ear­li­est strength we vow

Thy love will bless the pure and meek;

When dreams or mists be­guile our sight

Turn Thou our dark­ness in­to light.

O Life

the well that ev­er flows

To slake the thirst of those that faint

Thy pow­er to bless what ser­aph knows?

Thy joy su­preme what words can paint?

In earth’s last hour of fleet­ing breath

Be Thou our con­quer­or over death.

O Light

O Way

O Truth

O Life

O Je­sus

born man­kind to save

Give Thou Thy peace in dead­li­est strife

Shed Thou Thy calm on stor­mi­est wave;

Be Thou our hope

our joy

our dread

Lord of the liv­ing and the dead.