Christ Whose Glory Fills the Skies

Verse 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. Verse 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, Glad my eyes and warm my heart. Verse 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.