What is the source of light that all us blinds
With radiant beams from upward lifted arms?
Draws from within the sin creation harmed
And opens to new truth our tangled minds
To see through Spirit’s eyes our past unwind—
From weapons of our pride we are disarmed—
Replaced by love turned toward the light makes warm
Each Image that His Sacred Heart unbinds?
It is the Cross whose beams support His hands,
Bless all with death’s defeat by Father’s Son
Incarnate in our human flesh redeemed,
Casts rainbow’s light across our eastern land
As victory on new Sinai’s Mount is won:
Once more creation’s bathed in glory’s gleam.