All faded is the glowing light That once from Heaven shone, When startled shepherds in the night The angels came upon. O shine again, ye angel host, And say that He is near; Though but a simple few at most Believe He will appear. Ye heavens, that have been growing dark, Now also are ye dumb; When shall the listeners say, "Hark! They're singing-He will come"? Lord, come again, O come again, Come even as Thou wilt; But not anew to suffer pain, And strive with human guilt. O come again, Thou mighty King, Let earth Thy glory see; And let us hear the angels sing, "He comes with victory."