|Text:||O very God of very God|
|Author:||John Mason Neale|
1 O very God of very God,
And very Light of Light,
Whose feet this earth's dark valley trod,
That so it might be bright:
2 Our hopes are weak, our fears are strong,
Thick darkness binds our eyes;
Cold is the night, and oh, we long
That Thou, our Sun, wouldst rise!
3 And even now, though dull and gray,
The east is brightening fast,
And kindling to the perfect Day
That never shall be past.
4 O guide us till our path be done,
And we have reached the shore
Where Thou, our everlasting Sun,
Art shining evermore!
5 We wait in faith, and turn our face
To where the daylight springs,
Till Thou shalt come our gloom to chase,
With healing on Thy wings.
6 To God the Father, power and might
Both now and ever be;
To Him that is the Light of Light,
And, Holy Ghost, to Thee.
|First Line:||O very God of very God|
|Author:||John Mason Neale (1844)|
|Topic:||Advent; Advent, First Sunday; Lent, Third Sunday(1 more...)|
|Notes:||Alternate tune #204|
|Notes:||Composer from index: Giardini, d. 1796|