1 Light of the anxious heart,
Jesus, thy suppliants cheer;
Bid thou the gloom of guilt depart,
And shed thy sweetness here.
2 O happy he whose breast
Thou makest thine abode;
Sweet light that with the pure wilt rest,
For they shall see their God. A-men.
3 Brightness of God above,
Within our hearts implant thy love
And fix thy dwelling-place.
4 To lowly minds revealed,
Our Saviour we adore;
Like tribute to the Father yield,
And Spirit, evermore.