Who dwell in death’s shadow have seen a great light;
We answer with gladness to light that has shone
For with Thee is sunshine, and night-time has gone.
O Light of the world, this world knew Thee not,
Yet we are secured through the world Thou has wrought:
A world for God’s pleasure where Thou art the Sun,
Which we, by the Spirit, perceive has begun.
To give us the joy Thy presence imparts,
O Star of the morning arise in our hearts,
And help us in dwelling where all things are bright
Until the world dwells in the blaze of Thy light.