1. Christ, whose glory fills the skies
  Christ, the true, the 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,
  Till Thy mercy's beams I see,
  Till Thou 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.