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O thou the central orb of righteous love
Pure beam of the most High Eternal light of this our wintry world
Thy radiance bright awakes new joy in faith Hope soars above
Come quickly come and let Thy glory shine gilding
our darksome heaven with rays divine
Thy saints with holy lustre round Thee move as stars about
Thy throne set in the height of God's ordaining counsel
as Thy sight gives measur'd grace to each Thy power to prove
Let Thy bright beams disperse the gloom of sin
Our nature all shall feel eternal day In fellowship with thee,
transforming day to souls erewhile unclean, now pure within Amen
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