Sun of my soul, thou Savior dear, It is not night if thou be near. Oh, may no earthborn cloud arise To hide thee from thy servant's eyes.
Peace is the first thing the angels sang.
Sun of my soul! Thou Saviour dear, It is not night if Thou be near.
Time's waters will not ebb nor stay.
Sweet is the smile of home; the mutual look when hearts are of each other sure.
Blest are the pure in heart, for they shall see our God. The secret of the Lord is theirs; Their soul is Christ's abode.