Blest star of Truth, thy soft and radiant light
Foretells the perfect day, a God-crowned morn!
Unto us each the Christ-idea is born;
Now faded is the dark tempestuous night.
Blest star of Love, a watchman that doth guide
Far from the seeming mists of grim despair
Into the realm of pure, celestial air,
Where naught but Life and harmony abide.
