From the German.† 1 JESU, whose glory’s streaming rays, Though duteous to Thy high command, Not seraphs view with open face, But veil’d before Thy presence stand: How shall weak eyes of flesh, weigh’d down With sin, and dim with error’s night, Dare to behold Thy awful throne, Or view Thy unapproached light? 2 Restore my sight! let Thy free grace An entrance to the holiest give! Open my eyes of faith! Thy face So shall I see; yet seeing live. Thy golden sceptre from above Reach forth: see,