2 But Christ, triumphant o'er the grave, Shines more divinely bright : And walk we in His light ! 3 When from the swaddling bands of shade Sprang forth the world so fair, What Power Divine was there! 4 When He, who gave His guiltless Son A guilty world to spare, What Love Divine was there ! 5 When forth from its Creator's hand, The earth in beauty stood, He saw, and called it good : 6 But still more lovely in His sight The Church now stands renewed, In His atoning Blood. 7 O, Holy, Blessed Three in One, May Thy pure light be given, 1. Williams & 7. Chandler. (trs. *) 255 [Ascension & Whitsuntide. Splendor Paterna Gloriæ. Thou Brightness of Thy Father's Face, Whose beams disperse the shades of night! 2 Come, holy Sun of heavenly love, Shower down Thy radiance from above, The Holy Spirit's cloudless ray! And sing the Father's glorious Name; That we may stand, to fall no more. 4 May He our actions deign to bless, And loose the bonds of wickedness; And bring us to a prosperous end ! 5 May faith, deep rooted in the soul, Subdue our flesh, our minds control; And all within be joy and peace ! Let meekness be our morning ray ; St. Ambrose. 7. Chandler. (tr.) 1 256. [After Trinity. Holy chant and psalm. Lift on us Thy Light divine; Breathe on us her balm. 3 Light of lights ! when falls the even, Let it close on sin forgiven ; Shed a holy calm. Dimly here we worship Thee : Hope to bear the palm. Amen. 257. Thy daily stage of duty run ; 2 3 Let all thy converse be sincere, Thy conscience as the noonday clear; 4 Wake and lift up thyself, my heart, And with the angels bear thy part, PART 2. 5 All praise to Thee Who safe hast kept And hast refreshed me while I slept ; 6 Lord, I my vows to Thee renew, I 7 Direct, control, suggest this day All I design, or do, or say ; 8 Praise God, from whom all blessings flow; Praise Him, all creatures here below; Amen. 258. I FORTH in Thy Name, O Lord, I go, In all I think, or speak, or do. 2 The task Thy wisdom hath assigned O let me cheerfully fulfil ; And prove Thine acceptable will. 3 Preserve me from my calling's snare, And hide my simple heart above, The gilded baits of worldly love. 4 Thee may I set at my right hand, Whose eyes mine inmost substance see, And offer all my works to Thee. 5 Give me to bear Thy easy yoke, And every moment watch and pray ; And hasten to Thy glorious day : 6 For Thee delightfully employ Whate'er Thy bounteous grace hath given, Amen, |