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.
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,
glad my eyes and warm my heart.
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.
Charles Wesley
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John Cooper 12.14.08 at 11:36 am
Richard, my friend,
Does the Hymn of the Day bare any relation to the sweet tunes eshuing from your congregations lips?
With Warm Regards
John
(Side note - your word cloud is amusing
‘warming humour hymn management methodist Methodist conference’
he he he)
Richard 12.14.08 at 3:37 pm
Not today it doesn’t. I’m not preaching today.