That luminates this brooding night,
But undeniably of Him,
Without whom all this world is dim.
And yet with thee, as if ordained,
His sacred light glows uncontained;
And though thou seemest sep'rate sphere,
A oneness with Him bright is there.
O mortal light, eternal sign,
O light that on this darkness shine,
Am I to find in thee a hope,
A hint from this thy blesséd cope,
That I mere mortal flesh might strive
To take on light again and thrive?
For in thee I see symbols said,
And by thy light am inly led
To Him whom I have yet to view-
The source of all thy pearly hue.
O would that I could know thy state
And share with thee, O moon, thy fate-
Be one with that belovéd Sun,
And all this darkness round me shun.