The Hymnal ‎#398

398. Light of the world, we hail Thee

1 Light of the world, we hail Thee,
Flushing the eastern skies;
Never shall darkness viel Thee
Again from human eyes;
Too long, alas! witholden,
Now spread from shore to shore;
Thy light, so glad and golden,
Shall set on earth no more.

2 Light of the world, Thy beauty
Steals into every heart,
And glorifies with duty
Life's poorest, humblest part;
Thou robest in Thy splendor
The simple ways of men,
And helpest them to render
Light back to Thee again.

3 Light of the world, before Thee
Our spirits prostrate fall;
We worship, we adore Thee,
Thou Light, the Life of all;
With Thee is no forgetting
Of all Thine hand hath made;
Thy rising hath no setting,
Thy sunshine hath no shade.

4 Light of the world, illumine
This darkened land of Thine,
Till everything that's human
Be filled with what's Divine;
Till every tongue and nation,
From sin's dominion free,
Rise in the new creation
Which springs from Love and Thee.

Amen.

Text Information

• First Line: Light of the world, we hail Thee
• Author: John S. B. Monsell (1863)
• Publication Date: 1895

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