From beds of rest,-He cries,-Depart, Nor sunk in slumbers lie; Watch with pure hand, and sober heart, For I am drawing nigh! Jesu to Thee our voices rise; We watch, we pray, we weep! And our low supplicating cries, Forbid our souls to sleep. Dispel our slumbers, gracious Lord! Loose all the bands of sin abhorred, Glory to God the Father be, Glory to God the Son; Both with the Spirit, One in Three, 4. FOR THE FOURTH DAY. Shade, and cloud, and lowering night, Light hath dawned,-the heavens grow bright, Brooding darkness breaks away, And discerned in light of day, Real shapes and hues appear. Thee alone, O! Christ we know; Thee with hearts like children's made, While our tearful chantings flow, We entreat, our senses aid. Cheating visions fill our way, Colored in deceptive wise; Light of Heaven, send forth one ray, Glory to the Father be, Equal glory to the Son, With the Spirit, One in Three; 5. FOR THE FIFTH DAY. Lo! the golden light arises; And wan night must flee away, Which so long 'mid sin's surprises Led us on our devious way. Light of Christ on us descending, We no longer lowly bending, So let all this day pass onward, Tongues be true, and hearts be pure, Eyes to earth not looking downward, Bodies braced to meet sin's lure, High in heaven the Saviour vieweth Every thought and act he knoweth, To the Father laud be given, Worshipped evermore in heaven, 6. FOR THE SIXTH DAY. Eternal glory of the sky, Hope, conquering the tomb, Begotten Son of GOD most High, Fruit of the Virgin's womb; Reach forth Thy hand to help us Lord, As watchful we awake; Burning to praise Thy name adored, And grateful vows to take. As shines the rising star of day, And let it beam on every power, And our cleansed hearts forevermore, Fill with eternal day. Let Faith, first grace bestowed by Thee, Then Hope shall come, and Charity, Glory to God the Father be, To Son and Paraclete, The Three in One, and One in Three |