Like raging torrents came my tears,
And plunged my spirit in despair;
Vain, vain my weeping to control,
For sorrow now hath found my soul.
καὶ ἀνέῳξας ἡμῖν παραδείσου τὰς πύλας
I
O God of light and glory,
Thy servants look to see
The light that shines effulgent
Upon their souls from Thee.