HYMN. 1. Oh, shine, my Redeemer, My light o’er my way! For faint is the pilgrim, And lone, and astray. No ray o’er the desert, No light from afar, Shine forth in thy glory, Bright Bethlehem’s Star! 2. Long blazed the fierce sunlight, And toiling I went; Now night falleth chilling, My courage is spent: These shadows of darkness, How fearful they are! Shine forth in thy glory, Bright Bethlehem’s Star! 3. ’Tis said—and the midnight Is breaking away: See, soft through the shadows, Pours mercy’s mild ray! Now smileth the pilgrim To greet thee from far; All hail to thy glory, Bright Bethlehem’s Star! |