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O mighty, powerful, dark-dispelling sun, / Now thou art risen, and thy day begun.
How shrink the shrouding mists before thy face, / As up thou spring'st to thy diurnal race!
How darkness chases darkness to the west, / As shades of light on light rise radiant from thy crest!
For thee, great source of strength, emblem of might, / In hours of darkest gloom there is no night.
Thou shinest on though clouds hide thee from sight, / And through each break thou sendest down thy light.
O greater Maker of this Thy great sun, / Give me the strength this one day's race to run, / Fill me with light, fill me with sun-like strength, / Fill me with joy to rob the day its length.
Light from within, light that will outward shine, / Strength to make strong some weaker heart than mine, / Joy to make glad each soul that feels its touch;
Great Father of the sun, I ask this much.