O, Ancient of Days, Eternal Light who shattered primordial darkness with a word,
Uncreated Flame, Source of all being and End of all longing, I stand at the threshold of this sacred Lenten pilgrimage.
O, Ancient of Days, Eternal Light who shattered primordial darkness with a word,
Uncreated Flame, Source of all being and End of all longing, I stand at the threshold of this sacred Lenten pilgrimage.