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12 August 2010
Christ, Whose Glory Fills The Skies
Christ, Whose glory fills the skies,
Christ, the true, the only Light,
Sun of Righteousness, arise,
triumph oer 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 days return
till Thy mercys 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.
Words: Charles Wesley (1740)
Tune: RATISBON 77.77.77, in J.G. Werner's Choralbuch (1815)