451t Shepherd (First)
Hail, sacred truth! whose piercing rays Dispel the shades of night; Diffusing o'er a ruined world The healing beams of light. Thy word, O Lord, with friendly aid, Restores our wand'ring feet; Converts the sorrows of the mind To joys divinely sweet. Oh, send Thy light and truth abroad In all their radiant blaze; And bid th'admiring world adore The glories of Thy grace. |