|Text:||Light Of Light, Enlighten Me|
1 Light of light, enlighten me,
Now anew the day is dawning;
Sun of Grace, the shadows flee:
Brighten Thou my Sunday morning;
With Thy joyous sunshine blest,
Happy is my day of rest.
2 Fount of all my joy and peace,
To Thy living waters lead me;
Thou from earth my soul release,
And with grace and mercy feed me;
Bless Thy Word that it may prove
Rich in fruits of faith and love.
3 Kindle Thou the sacrifice
That upon my lips is lying;
Clear the shadows from mine eyes,
That, from ev'ry error flying,
No strange fire may in me glow
That Thine altar doth not know.
4 Let me with my heart today,
Holy, Holy, Holy, singing,
Wrapt awhile from earth away,
All my soul to Thee up-springing,
Have a foretaste inly giv'n
How they worship Thee in heav'n.
5 Hence all care, all vanity!
For the day to God is holy;
Come, Thou glorious Majesty,
Deign to fill this temple lowly;
Nothing else my soul shall move,
Simply resting in Thy love.
|First Line:||Light of light, enlighten me|
|Title:||Light Of Light, Enlighten Me|
|Translator:||Catherine Winkworth (1858)|
|Author:||Benjamin Schmolk (1714)|
|Meter:||7 8 7 8 7 7|
|Topic:||Opening of Worship|