Oh, thou bright star, whose cherub-angel smile,
First cheered the saddened, night-winged orient sky,
And rent the shade, that seemed to veil awhile
A world of light, in darkest mystery!
When through the crystal window-pane of Heaven,
Thy rising glory shone out o'er the deep
And hailed to sight, what else were void to vision,
O then, was roused a cradled world from sleep!
Fair dawned Life's hope, when thy bright morning glory,
Serenely starred the "Sun of Righteousness,"
Whose sovereign light, — golden with Truth's rich story,
Revealed on Earth, God's will and Heaven's peace!
