1. The sun now risen, splendid and bright, Hath bathed all the world in radiant light.
2. His hand my feebler steps is guiding; He changes sorrow to rejoicing.
Now must my inmost soul rejoice, Forgotten now is sorrow's voice.
He brought me to the righteous way From which I nevermore will stray.

3. No longer will he leave me grieving,
His sheltering love all doubts relieving,
His presence will my soul sustain
In days of deepest grief and pain.