Sixth Sunday after Epiphany

'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.

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

"Light of the World!" before Thee
Oar spirits prostrate fall.
Tire 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.

"Light of the World!" illumine
This darken'd land of Thine,
Till everything that's human
Be fill'd 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.