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 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, radiancy divine, Scatter all my unbelief, More and more thyself display, Shining to the perfect day. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...FLUSH OR FAUNUS by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING RABBI BEN EZRA by ROBERT BROWNING LULLABY OF A LOVER by GEORGE GASCOIGNE AFTER AUGHRIM by ARTHUR GERALD GEOGHEGAN A SHROPSHIRE LAD: 40 by ALFRED EDWARD HOUSMAN MY BED IS A BOAT by ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON FANCIES AT NAVESINK: 2 by WALT WHITMAN |