O gladsome light, O grace
Of God the Father's face,
The eternal splendor wearing;
Celestial, holy, blest,
Our Savior, Jesus Christ,
Joyful in Thine appearing.

Now e'er day fadeth quite,
We see the ev'ning light,
Our wonted hymn outpouring;
Father of might unknown,
Thee His incarnate Son,
And Holy Spirit adoring.

To Thee of right belongs
All praise of holy songs,
O Son of God, life giver;
Thee therefore, O most high,
The world doth glorify
And shall exalt for ever.