1 Rays of sunshine softly beaming
Thro’ the passing hours of day,
Filling all the earth with beauty,
Till the daylight fades away;
Rays of sunshine softly beaming
In our hearts from heav’n above,
Filling us with sacred feeling
Of a Saviour’s dying love:
Filling us with sacred feeling
Of a Saviour’s dying love.
2 Rays of sunshine brightly beaming
Thro’ the realms of God above,
While the hosts of shining spirits
Chant the glories of His love;
Soon in yonder blessed regions
We shall all our praises sing:
Hallelujah! countless legions
Shall make heav’n’s high arches ring:
Hallelujah! countless legions
Shall make heav’n’s high arches ring.