Christ, whose the glory fills skies

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