O Splendor of God’s Glory Bright

O splen­dor of God’s glo­ry bright

O Thou that bring­est light from light;

O Light of light

light’s liv­ing spring

O day

all days il­lum­in­ing.

O Thou true Sun

on us Thy glance

Let fall in roy­al ra­di­ance;

The Spir­it’s sanc­ti­fy­ing beam

Upon our earth­ly sens­es stream.

The Fa­ther

too

our pray­ers im­plore

Father of glo­ry ev­er­more;

The Fa­ther of all grace and might

To ban­ish sin from our de­light.

To guide what­e’er we nob­ly do

With love all en­vy to sub­due;

To make ill for­tune turn to fair

And give us grace our wrongs to bear.

Our mind be in His keep­ing placed

Our bo­dy true to Him and chaste

Where on­ly faith her fire shall feed

To burn the tares of Sa­tan’s seed.

And Christ to us for food shall be

From Him our drink that well­eth free

The Spir­it’s wine

that mak­eth whole

And

mock­ing not

ex­alts the soul.

Rejoicing may this day go hence;

Like vir­gin dawn our in­no­cence

Like fie­ry noon our faith ap­pear

Nor known the gloom of twi­light drear.

The dawn be­gins to speed her way

Let the true Dawn Him­self dis­play

The Son with God the Fa­ther One

And God the Fa­ther in the Son.

All laud to God the Fa­ther be;

All praise

eter­nal Son

to Thee;

Whom with the Spir­it we ad­ore

Forever and for­ev­er­more.