To thee, O God! we homage pay,
Source of the light that rules the day!
Who, while he gilds all nature’s frame,
Reflects thy rays, and speaks thy name.

In louder strains we sing that grace,
Which gives the sun of righteousness,
Whose nobler light salvation brings,
And scatters healing from his wings.

Stillon our hearts may Jesus shine
With beams of light and love divine!
Quicken’d by him, our souls shall live,
And, cheer’d by him, shall grow and thrive.

O may his glories stand confess’d,
From north to south, from east to west;
Successful may his gospel run,
Wide as the circuit of the sun.

When shall that radiant scene arise,
When, fix’d on high, in purer skies,
Christ all his lustre shall display
On all his saints through endless day!