Christ whose glory fills the skies.
Christ the true, the only light.
Sun of righteousness arise.
Triumph over the shades of night;
Daystar in my heart appear.
Dark and cheerless is the morning.
Unaccompanied by thee;
Joyless is the days return,
Till thy mercy's beams I see,
Till they 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.