Friendly light
of the holy heights,
the light of lights:
O' Son of God!

Guiding light
through the darkest nights,
the might of mights:
O' Jesus the Christ!

We see your rising--
the horizon going
down, down, down.

We see your shining--
everything blue looking
up, up, up. 

Sent from God,
high noon and
moonlight too,
what more's
a savior to do.
 

John 1: 3-9
Hymn by Basil, 1st Century