Christ whose glory (7)
Visit then this soul of mine,
Pierce the gloom of sin and grief;
Fill me, Radiancy Divine,
Scatter all my unbelief;
More and more thyself display,
Shining to the perfect day.
Wesley grows still more personal. "The dayspring from on high" has already
visited "us", collectively; now he asks him to visit "this soul of mine".
We have already said a good deal about the "Radiancy Divine"; now he asks
it to "Fill me."
The appeal to "Scatter all my unbelief" may owe something to Mark 9:24, "I
believe; help thou mine unbelief!"
The day presently breaking foreshadows the perfect day, the day of Christ's
appearing, the day of which the Second Letter of Peter says, " . . . until
the day dawns and the morning star rises in your hearts."
This concludes my little exposition of Wesley's hymn; I once again crave
indulgence of the honourable members for introducing a little post-medieval
matter.
Oriens.
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