O Unity of Threefold Light

O Uni­ty of three­fold light

Send out Thy love­li­est ray

Add scat­ter our trans­gress­ions’ night

And turn it in­to day;

Make us those tem­ples pure and fair

Thy glo­ry lov­eth well

The spot­less ta­ber­na­cles

where

Thou may’st vouch­safe to dwell.

The glo­ri­ous hosts of peer­less might

That ev­er see Thy face

Thou mak’st the mir­rors of Thy light

The ves­sels of Thy grace.

Thou

when their won­drous strains they weave

Hast plea­sure in the lay:

Deign thus our prais­es to re­ceive

Albeit from lips of clay.

And yet Thy­self they can­not know

Nor pierce the veil of light

That hides Thee from the thrones be­low

As in pro­found­est night.

How then can mor­tal ac­cents frame

Due tri­bute to their king?

Thou

on­ly

while we praise Thy name

Forgive us as we sing.