Malachi 4: Sun of righteousness, arise

Sun of righteousness, arise,
My trembling heart to cheer.
Thou whose glory fills the skies.
Be manifested here;
Chase the darkness of my mind.
All my unbelief remove.
Heal my soul diseased and blind
By heavenly light and love.

I BOW to God in Jesu's name,
I tremble at His word.
Yet O! I still in darkness am.
Nor know my pardoning Lord:
My soul is sick of every sin,
Is all infirmity,
There is no holiness within,
There is no health in me.

Arise, Thou Sun of righteousness,
Extend Thy healing wings;
And bring into my soul the grace
That sure salvation brings.
My sins and sicknesses depart
If Thou in me appear;
And when I find Thee in my heart,
I find Perfection here.