233 Christ, Whose Glory Fills the Skies

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# 233 Christ, Whose Glory Fills the Skies
1. Christ, whose glory fills the skies, Christ, the true, the only light, Sun of Righteousness, arise, Triumph o’er the shades of night; Dayspring from on high, be near; Daystar, in my heart appear.
2. Dark and cheerless is the morn Unaccompanied by Thee; Joyless is the day’s return Till Thy mercy’s beams I see; Till they inward light impart, Cheer my eyes and warm my heart.
3. Visit, then, this soul of mine; Pierce the gloom of sin and grief; Fill me, Radiancy divine; Scatter all my unbelief; More and more Thyself display, Shining to the perfect day.

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