Hail, gladdening Light, of His pure glo­ry poured,
Who is immortal Fa­ther, heavenly blest;
Highest and holiest—Je­sus Christ our Lord!
Now are we come to the sun’s hour of rest;
All times are ordered in Thy Word alone,
Therefore the day and night Thy glo­ries own.

The lights of evening now around us shine;
We hymn Thy blest humanity di­vine;
Worthiest art Thou at all times to be sung,
By grateful hearts, with undefilèd tongue,
Son of our God, Giver of life, alone!
Therefore shall all the worlds Thy glo­ries own.