Spirit of life and light,
Shine thro’ this wea­ry night,
My path il­lume;
Show me the way to go,
Make me Thy will to know;
Dispel the gloom,
Dispel the gloom.

Comfort this heart, so worn,
So crushed by bur­dens borne,
Cast down so low;
Let Thy sweet peace con­sole,
This weary, anx­ious soul,
Tossed to and fro,
Tossed to and fro.

Let ho­ly hopes arise
Plainly be­fore my eyes,
Hopes fixed on high;
Hopes that shall ne­ver fail;
Anchored with­in the veil,
Beyond the sky,
Beyond the sky.

Thus may I lift­ed be,
Out of my low de­gree,
On ho­ly wings;
Kept ev­er in the way,
Aspiring day by day,
To high­er things,
To high­er things.