Prayers to the Archangels I (Raphael, angel of love)

Raphael, angel of love, Lord of the morning star,— Splendor all proof above, Glory beheld afar,—

Shine as thou didst of old Through the dark Syrian night, For seeking eyes to behold Thy promise and portent of light.

Over our trail in the dust, Lead through the darkness still To the waiting world of our trust Beyond the cross-sown hill.

Kindle our hearts with fire As the peaks are kindled with morn, And quicken our steps to aspire As spring through the earth is born.