C. Wesley

CHRIST, whose glory fills the skies,

Christ, the true, the only Light,

Sun of Righteousness, arise,

Triumph o’er the shades of night;

Day-spring from on high, be near;

Day-star, in my heart appear.


Dark and cheerless is the morn

Unaccompanied by Thee:

Joyless is the day’s return,

Till Thy mercy’s beams I see,

Till Thou inward light impart,

Glad my eyes, and warm my heart.


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.


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