1 Light of the world, we hail Thee,
  
Flushing 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.
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, 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.
                        
 John S. B. Monsell
                        The Methodist Hymnal 1939 edition
<idle musing>
  I don't recall ever singing this hymn, but, as hymnary.org says, "Dr. Monsell’s hymns are as a whole bright, joyous, and musical." However, they go on to say, "but they lack massiveness, concentration of thought, and strong emotion. A few only are of enduring excellence." Maybe that's why I don't recall it?
  </idle musing>
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