O wondrous light, your omnipresence lends us hope.
Jehovah spoke you first into this world,
That we might live in clarity
And rebuke the shadows that stalk the night.
You are a revelation.
The light obliterates all doubt,
Laying bare the elm and oak,
The swallow and hare,
Speech and thought,
All naked and in stark relief
Before your judging eyes.
You are our blazing shield, our stout heavenly bulwark
Against the uncertainties of the darkness.
Great empires worshipped you,
Your existence imprinted
On all civilizations ever to walk this earth.
Light, you are the lustrous guardian
Whose hands hold our very lives,
For without you we would succumb
To the hundred legions of darkness,
Footmen and archers in perfect lockstep
Prowling on the marches of day
To advance
When dusk falls.
Smiles, laughter,
Tears of joy
All happen under your watchful gaze,
But even you cannot resist the night,
Keeper of death and destruction, lies and deceit.
What little of your presence remains
Flickering in the glistening moon and twinkling stars
Waxes
And wanes,
Allowing evil to creep in
Until even our sky is devoured by the gloaming.
Yes, when your orb of radiance
Falls below
the horizon,
We are defenseless, lost, and broken
Until the vanguard shouts to herald your coming.
