That, when He the day shall close,

And the night successive bring,

We, triumphant o'er our foes,

May our hymn of glory sing;

Glory, Sire of all, to Thee;

And to Thee, Co-equal Son,

With the Spirit, glory be ;

One in Three, and Three in One.

IV

Evening Hymn for Monday

Immense cœli Conditor

ALL-PRESENT Framer of the sky,

Who spread'st the firmament on high,
And badest the parted waters flow,

The broad expanse above, below;

Each to the space, for each assign'd,

By Thee in heaven and earth confined,

The heats by moisture to allay,

Lest earth's parch'd soil they waste away :

Pour out Thy Spirit, and embue

Our hearts with Thy perpetual dew;

Lest the deep taint of early time

Wear out the soul with recent crime.

Let Faith her growing light supply,
A sunbeam to the clouded eye;
O'er falsehood's mists exalt her head,
And on the world's vain follies tread.

So be Thy will, O Father, done; And Thine, Co-equal only Son; With Him combined in union meet,

The Holy Ghost, the Paraclete.

V

Morning Hymn for Tuesday

Ales diei nuntius

THE bird, the harbinger of light,
Has sung his morning strain :

Hear ye not Christ our minds excite,

And call to life again?

'Arise,' He cries, 'your beds forsake,

Nor slothful, slumbering, lie!

Chaste, upright, temperate, wake, awake;

For I, behold, am nigh.'

With prayer, and praise, and minds sedate

We, too, the Saviour rouse :

For holy hearts delight to wait

On God with holy vows.

Do Thou, O Christ, our souls awake,
Burst Thou the chains of night;
Of ancient sin the bondage break,
And shine with new-form'd light!

To God the Father be addrest,
And to the only Son,

All glory, with the Spirit blest,

Eternal Three in One!