1. Christ, whose glory fills the skies, Christ, the true, the only light, Sun of Righteousness, arise, Triumph o'er the shades of night; Dayspring from on high, be near; Daystar, in my heart appear. 2. 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, Cheer my eyes and warm my heart. 3. 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.