1 Christ, whose glory fills the skies,
Christ, the true and only Light,
Sun of Righteousness, arise,
triumph o'er the shades of night;
Dayspring from on high, be near;
Daystar, in my heart appear.
2 Dark and cheerless is the morn
unaccompanied by thee;
joyless is the day's return,
'til thy mercy's beams I see,
'til 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.
Source: Trinity Psalter Hymnal #156
|First Line:||Christ, Whose glory fills the skies|
|Author:||Charles Wesley (1740)|