Spirit of life and light, Shine thro’ this weary night, My path illume; Show me the way to go, Make me Thy will to know; Dispel the gloom, Dispel the gloom. Comfort this heart, so worn, So crushed by burdens borne, Cast down so low; Let Thy sweet peace console, This weary, anxious soul, Tossed to and fro, Tossed to and fro. Let holy hopes arise Plainly before my eyes, Hopes fixed on high; Hopes that shall never fail; Anchored within the veil, Beyond the sky, Beyond the sky. Thus may I lifted be, Out of my low degree, On holy wings; Kept ever in the way, Aspiring day by day, To higher things, To higher things.