True Light, that lightest all in heaven and ,
Light us Thou Light divine;
Children thou mad’st us by a second birth.
children, O Lord, of Thine;
Heirs of a life undying,
The hidden life above,
Strong on Thy strength relying,
Safe in a Father’s love.

The earth, erewhile so oft bedewed with tears,
Shall be, like man, new-born;
The heavens–unrolled through unimagined years–
Be bright with endless morn;
No room is there for sorrow,
Toll, trouble, want, or care,
None anxious for the morrow,–
There is no morrow there.

Light there, eternal light and life shall reign
O’er all without, within;
No stricken soul e’er bow beneath the pain
Of unforgotten sing;
The day shall have no ending,
No night its shadows cast,
All present gladness blending
With gladness in the past.

We darkly now, as in a mirror, see
These wondrous worlds on high;
Help us, O Lord, to live our life in Thee,
The life that cannot die;
Till heavenward ever soaring,
By Thy redeeming grace,
Before Thy throne adoring
We see Thee face to face.