Words: , 1835.

Music: Fred Til Bod, , 1871.


Father, who the light this day
Out of darkness didst create,
Shine upon us now, we pray,
While within Thy courts we wait.
Wean us from the works of night,
Make us children of the light.

Savior, who this day didst break
The dark prison of the tomb,
Bid our slumbering souls awake,
Shine through all their sin and gloom.
Let us, from our bonds set free,
Rise from sin and live to Thee.

Blessèd Spirit, Comforter,
Sent this day from Christ on high,
Lord, on us Thy gifts confer,
Cleanse, illumine, sanctify.
All Thy fullness shed abroad;
Lead us to the truth of God.