Ye Clouds and Darkness, Hosts of Night

Ye clouds and dark­ness

hosts of night

That breed con­fu­sion and af­fright

Begone! o’er­head the dawn shines clear

The light breaks in

and Christ is here.

Earth’s gloom flees brok­en and dis­persed

By the sun’s pierc­ing shafts co­erced:

The day-star’s eyes rain in­flu­ence bright

And co­lors glim­mer back to sight.

Thee

Christ

alone we know; to Thee

We bend in pure sim­pli­ci­ty;

Our songs with tears to Thee arise;

Prove Thou our hearts with Thy clear eyes.

Though we be stained with blots with­in

Thy quick­en­ing rays shall purge our sin;

Light of the morn­ing star

Thy grace

Shed on us from Thy cloud­less face.

All laud to God the Fa­ther be

All praise

eter­nal Son

to Thee;

All glo­ry

as is ev­er meet

To God the ho­ly Pa­ra­clete.