1 From God the Father, virgin-born
To us the only Son came down;
By death the font to consecrate,
The faithful to regenerate.

2 Beginning from his home on high,
In human flesh he came to die;
Creation by his death restored,
And shed new joys of life abroad.

3 Glide on, O glorious Sun, and bring
The gift of healing on your wing;
To ev'ry dull and clouded sense
The clearness of your light dispense.

4 Abide with us, O Lord, we pray;
The gloom of darkness chase away;
Your work of healing, Lord, begin,
And take away the stain of sin.

5 Lord, once you came to earth’s domain
And, we believe, shall come again;
Be with us on the battlefield,
From ev'ry harm your people shield.

6 To you, O Lord, all glory be
For this your blest epiphany;
To God whom all his hosts adore.
And Holy Spirit evermore.