To grant my humble soul good Simeon’s grace,

In love to see my Saviour in the face.

Nicholas Breton.

Hail, holy Light, offspring of heav’n first born,

Or of th’ Eternal coeternal beam,

May I express thee unblam’d? Since God is Light,

And never but in unapproached light

Dwelt from eternity, dwelt then in thee,

Bright effluence of bright essence increate.

Or hear’st thou rather pure ethereal stream,