O Light of lights! when other light is fading,
Then in my soul with heavenly brightness shine;
Let there be light! the night and fear upbraiding,
Speak Thou the word and send the Light divine.

O Joy of joys! when other joy is sighing,
Sing to my soul and bid its sadness flee;
And when the songs my bitter tears are drying,
Come with Thy gladness, and rejoice with me.

O Love of loves! When other love is dying,
And hearts grow cold, and eyes that lured me frown,
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Come to my heart, thou Love, all hate defying,
Full of all pity to our world come down.

O Bliss of bliss! when earth with all its treasures
Shrinks from my grasp, and leaves me poor and sad;
May I with Christ, fill up my empty measures,
And in His presence reap the hopes I had.