The day thou gavest, Lord, is ended
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The day thou gavest, Lord, is ended, the darkness falls at thy behest; to thee our morning hymns ascended, thy praise shall sanctify our rest. We thank thee that thy Church, unsleeping while earth rolls onward into light, through all the world her watch is keeping and rests not now by day nor night. As o'er each continent and island the dawn leads on another day, the voice of prayer is never silent, nor dies the strain of praise away. The sun that bids us rest is waking our brethren 'neath the western sky, and hour by hour fresh lips are making thy wondrous doings heard on high. So be it, Lord; thy throne shall never, like earth's proud empires, pass away; thy kingdom stands, and grows for ever, till all thy creatures own thy sway. |
Dies finitur quem dedisti te postulante tenebras. Tu mane carmen accepisti; tu dormituros audias. Lucem sequens se terra volvit: laudamus quod numquam tua die seu nocte se resolvit pervigilans ecclesia. Per insulas et continentes aurora lumen integrat, nec dest locus qui te petentes votis et laude praebeat. Quo sole sumus dormituri cientur hoc occidui, nec minuuntur ascensuri de factis tuis nuntii. Nec tuum, Deus, obsolescet ut regna temporalium, sed stabit semper, immo crescet cunctisque fiet agnitum. |