The Two Worlds, by Saint John Henry Newman

Blessed John Henry Newman, c.1888Unveil, O Lord, and on us shine
  In glory and in grace:
This gaudy world grows pale before
  The beauty of Thy face.

Till Thou art seen, it seems to be
  A sort of fairy ground,
Where suns unsetting light the sky
  And flowers and fruits abound.

But when Thy keener, purer beam
  I pour’d upon our sight,
It loses all its power to charm,
  And what was day is night.

Saint John Henry Newman