Thou art the Sun of righteousness
With healing in Thy wings;
The shining of Thy glorious face
To us Thy riches brings.
The tender mercy of our God
Caused Thee on us to dawn,
To those in darkness giving light
That shades of death be gone.
Thou art the Morning without clouds,
And as the Morning Light;
We are the tender grass on earth,
Who in Thy rays delight.
Thy shining light with pleasant rays
Increases all the way;
It shines within us more and more
Until the perfect day.
It shines thru woe with clearest beams,
As shining after rain;
And in Thy mercy with Thy love
Thy shining e'er remains.
Thou also art the Morning Star
To us as a reward;
While still 'tis dark it shines with light
To those who love the Lord.
Lord, help us e'er to love Thy light
And see things from afar;
And look for Thee in watch and prayer
As for the Morning Star.