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John Samuel Bewley Monsell in 1863

B. T. Worden

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

Light of the world, Thy beauty
Steals into ev'ry 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.

Light of the world, before Thee
Our spirits prostrate fall;
We worship, we adore Thee;
Thou Light, the Life of all;
With Thee is not forgetting
Of all Thine hand hath made;
Thy rising hath no setting,
Thy sunshine hath no shade.

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