Dazzling as the sun, the face of Jesus on the mountain, 
like the face of Moses coming down from Sinai ready, 
strong to lead his people out of bondage into freedom, 
to the promised land. Transfigured for disciples’ eyes, 
God’s servant who would suffer as Isaiah prophesied. 
Revealed in garments glistening white, 
the glorious Son of Man whom Daniel had foretold. 
Then the cloud of presence, then the voice of witness: 
“This is my beloved Son on whom my favor rests. Listen to him.” 
Hear him! Gazing on the Lord by radiant light transfigured, 
see the pattern of our lives: cross embraced to Easter splendor. 
Claim the Gospel vision wondrous: we are God’s beloved ones. 
Claim the transformation promised: destiny of glory! 
“This is my beloved Son.”