phos ilaron agais doxes

By Athenogenes, d.200

Light serene of holy glory

From the Immortal Father poured,

Holy Thou, O blessed Jesus,

Holy, blessed, Christ the Lord.

Now we see the sun descending,

Now declines the evening light,

And in hymns we praise the Father,

Son and Spirit, God of Might.

Worthy of unending praises,

Christ the Son of God, art Thou;

For Thy gift of life eternal,

See the world adores Thee now.