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...VARIATIONS: 15 by CONRAD AIKEN THE SEVEN ARTS by ROBERT FROST RETROSPECTION by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON |