ðīn bist earendel / of worulde
you are a shining light / of the world
Burh tō beorge gesette / dygel nemæg bēo
A City on a hill set / hid cannot be
nāþor dēo cynn fyr / lēohte
neither do men a fire / light
and beam under behyde / ac in wearmbryttan legeð
and hide under a plant / but in a warmth-bringer place
and hit wyrcð andweard lēoman / to eallum sind in eardunge
and it makes present light / to all are in the dwelling
þafian ðines lēoma scyno / ær þām þe mancynne
allow your radiance to shine / before mankind
and hīe ēowre ðēnung / gesīhst magan
and they your service / see may
and gifan God / in heofene here
and give God / in heaven glory
Ye are the light of the world. A city that is set on a hill cannot be hid. Neither do men light a candle, and put it under a bushel, but on a candlestick; and it giveth light unto all that are in the house. Let your light so shine before men, that they may see your good works, and glorify your Father which is in heaven.
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