1 Hail, gladdening Light, of his pure glory poured,
who is the immortal Father, heavenly blest,
Holiest of holies, Jesus our Lord!
2 Now we are come to the sun's hour of rest;
the lights of evening round us shine;
we hymn the Father, Son, and Holy Spirit divine.
3 Worthiest are you at all times to be sung with pure and joyful tongue,
Son of our God, giver of life, alone:
therefore in all the world your glories, Lord, they own.
|First Line:||Hail, gladdening Light, of his pure glory poured|
|Translator:||John Keble, 1792-1866|
|Topic:||Adoration and Praise; Evening; Festal Joy(2 more...)|
|Source:||Anon. Greek 4th cent. or ealier|