Latinised Hymns

Christ, whose glory fills the skies

Christ, whose glory fills the skies,
Christ, the true, the only light,
Sun of Righteousness, arise,
Triumph o'er the shades of night;
Dayspring from on high, be near;
Daystar, in my heart appear.

Dark and cheerless is the morn
Unaccompanied by thee;
Joyless is the day's return,
Till thy mercy's beams I see,
Till they inward light impart,
Glad my eyes, and warm my heart.

Visit then this soul of mine,
Pierce the gloom of sin and grief;
Fill me, radiancy divine,
Scatter all my unbelief;
More and more thyself display,
Shining to the perfect day.

C.Wesley

Unus caelum, Domine,
vera luce illuminas;
surge, Sol Iustitiae;
pelle noctis tenebras;
corda Phosphorus* mea
matutinus occupa!

Tristis en! aurora fit
et molesta sine te;
lugubris dies redit
expers tuae gratiae,
donec illa intus micet,
oculos et cor iuvet.

Dissipa caliginem;
anima te capiat
mea, quam, ne dubitem,
lux divina repleat.
Ortus ut crescet dies,
manifestior ades.

* radians?