Latinised Hymns

Fair waved the golden corn

Fair waved the golden corn
in Canaan's pleasant land,
When full of joy, some shining morn,
Went forth the reaper-band.

To God so good and great
Their cheerful thanks they pour;
Then carry to his Temple-gate
The choicest of their store.

Like Israel, Lord, we give
Our earliest fruits to thee,
And pray that, long as we shall live,
We may thy children be.

Thine is our youthful prime,
And life and all its powers:
Be with us in our morning time,
And bless our evening hours.

In wisdom let us grow,
As years and strength are given,
That we may serve thy Church below,
And join thy saints in heaven.

J.H. Gurney

En! seges aurea
Canani finibus
messorum et laetissima
mane exiens manus!

Hi Deo gratias
magno bonoque agunt,
aristas et lectissimas
ad templum conferunt.

Ut Israel, damus
primitias tibi,
perpetuo viventibus
futuro (sis) Patri.

Floremus iuvenes
et vivimus tibi;
tu nobis prima luce ades
beaque vesperi.

Sit sapientia,
sit nobis aucta vis,
ut post terrena munera
iungamur angelis.

MM 6–11.7.99