Sun of my soul! Thou Saviour dear, It is not night if Thou be near.
Peace is the first thing the angels sang.
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.
Give us grace to listen well.
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.
When you find yourself overpowered, as it were, by melancholy, the best way is to go out and do something.