Full Lyrics
Christ, whose glory fills the skies,
Christ, the true, the only light,
Dayspring from on high, be near;
aystar, in my heart appear.
Till they 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, radiacy divine,
Scatter all my unbelief;
More and more thyself display,
Shining to the perfect day.
The perfect day. Sun of Righteousness, arise,
Triumph o'er the shades of night;
Joyless is the day's return,
Till thy mercy's beams I see;
Till they 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, radiacy divine,
Scatter all my unbelief.
