Verse 1
Light of the lonely pilgrim’s heart,
Star of the coming day,
Arise, and with Thy morning beams
Chase all our griefs away.
Verse 2
Come, blessed Lord, bid every shore
And answering island sing
The praises of Thy royal Name,
And own Thee as their King.
Verse 3
Bid the whole earth, responsive now
To the bright world above,
Break forth in rapturous strains of joy
In memory of Thy love.
Verse 4
Lord, Lord, Thy fair creation groans,
The air, the earth, the sea,
In unison with all our hearts,
And calls aloud for Thee.
Verse 5
Come, then, with all Thy quickening power,
With one awakening smile,
And bid the serpent’s trail no more
Thy beauteous realms defile.
Verse 6
Thine was the cross, with all its fruits
Of grace and peace Divine:
Be Thine the crown of glory now,
The palm of victory Thine.
Edward Denny, “Light of the Lonely Pilgrim's Heart”