Being that it is the Feast of the Presentation of the Lord in the Temple, or to some, Candlemas. I thought it would be appropriate for a hymnodic reflection.
Hail to the Lord who comes,
Comes to his temple gate,
Not with his angel hosts,
Not in his kingly state;
But borne upon the throne
Of Mary's gentle breast;
Thus to his Father's house
He comes, a humble guest.
The world's true light draws near
All darkness to dispel,
The flame of faith is lit
And dies the power of hell.
Our bodies and our souls
Are temples now for him,
For we are born of grace--
God lights our souls within
O light of all the earth!
We light out lives with thee;
The chains of darkness gone,
All sons of God are free.
John Ellerton, 1826-1893
Taken from the hymn for Morning Prayer for the Feast of the Presentation
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