Pictures of Friday's Solar Eclipse have been pretty amazing [these from The Guardian] Nothing except grey clouds here in Ferndown. But I remembered two old hymns that talk about the Sun – the first by American poet, O W Holmes [printed in full] , the second by the quintessentially English John Keble [first verse only]
Lord of all being, throned afar,
Thy glory flames from sun and star;
Centre and soul of every sphere,
Yet to each loving heart how near!
Sun of our life, Thy quickening ray,
Sheds on our path the glow of day;
Star of our hope, Thy softened light
Cheers the long watches of the night.
Sun of my soul, thou Saviour dear
It is not night if thou be near
Oh may no earthborn cloud arise
To hide me from my Saviour’s eyes
May you walk this week in the sunshine of God’s love, feeling the warmth and light.