Text: | Light |
1 Light of those whose dreary dwelling
Borders on the shades of death,
Come! and thy dear self revealing,
Dissipate the clouds beneath:
The new Heaven and Earth's Creator,
In our deepest darkness rise!
Scattering all the night of nature,
Pouring eye-sight on our eyes!
2 Still we wait for thine appearing,
Life and joy thy beams impart;
Chasing all our fears, and cheering
Every poor benighted heart:
Come, and manifest the favour
God has for our ransom'd race:
Come, thou dear exalted Saviour,
Come, and bring thy gospel-grace.
3 Save us in thy great compassion,
O thou mild pacific Prince!
Give the knowledge of salvation,
Give the pardon of our sins.
By thine all-sufficient merit,
Every burden'd soul release;
By the influence of thy spirit,
Guide us into perfect peace.
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First Line: | Light of those whose dreary dwelling |
Title: | Light |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1793 |
Scripture: | |
Topic: | Son |
Source: | Madan's Collection |
Notes: | Public Domain. |