1 CHRIST, whose glory fills the skies,
Christ, the true, and only Light,
Sun of righteousness, arise,
Triumph o’er the shades of night!
Day-spring, from on high, be near!
Day-star, in my heart appear!
2 Dark and cheerless is the morn
Unaccompanied by Thee;
Joyless is the day’s return,
Till Thy mercy’s beams I see;
Till they inward light impart,
Glad my eyes, and warm my heart.
3 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.
| Text Information | |
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| First Line: | Christ, whose glory fills the skies |
| Meter: | 7s. |
| Language: | English |
| Publication Date: | 1893 |
| Topic: | The Redeemer |
| Notes: | Now Public Domain. C. Wesley. |