Light of the World! Faint Were Our Weary Feet

Light of the world! Faint were our wea­ry feet

With wan­d’ring far;

But Thou didst come

our lone­ly heart to greet

Our Morn­ing Star;

And Thou didst bid us lift our gaze on high

And see the glo­ry of the glow­ing sky.

In days long past we missed our home­ward way

We could not see;

Blind were our eyes

our feet were bound to stray

How blind to Thee!

But Thou didst pi­ty

Lord

our gloomy plight

And Thou didst touch our eyes and give them sight.

Where is death’s sting

where

grave

thy vic­to­ry?

Where all the pain

Now that thy king the veil that hung o’er thee

Hath rent in twain?

Light of the world

we hear Thee bid us come

To light and love

in Thine eter­nal home.