O splendour of Gods glory bright,
From light eternal bringing light;
O Light of life, lights living spring,
True day, all days illumining.
O True Sun, on us Thy glance
Let fall in royal radiance;
The Spirits sanctifying beam
Upon our earthly senses stream.
O Joyful be the passing day
With thoughts as clear as mornings ray,
With faith like noontide shining bright,
Our souls unshadowed by the night.
Dawns glory gilds the earth and skies;
Let Him, our perfect morn, arise;
The Fathers help His children claim,
And sing the Fathers glorious name.