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 blinds our eyes;
cold is the night; thy people long
that thou, their 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 is 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 in thy wings.
Source: Hymnal 1982: according to the use of the Episcopal Church #672