Which by thy light are swept apart!
Thou, Saviour of the sainted dead,
Shine with calm lustre in the heart!”
The same leading idea of the analogy of the natural light with the spiritual runs through the following:
“Lo the golden light appears,
Lo the darkness pales away
Which has plunged us long in fears,
Wandering in a devious way.
“Now the light brings peace at last,
Holds us purely as its own;