XI

Morning Hymn for Friday

Splendor Paterna Gloria

IMAGE of the Father's might,
Of His light essential ray,

Source of splendour, Light of light,
Day that dost illume the day;
Shining with unsullied beam,

Sun of truth, descending stream;

And upon our clouded sense

Pour thy Spirit's influence.

Father, Thee too we implore;
Father, of almighty grace;

Father, of eternal power;

Taint of sin from us efface.

Each innocuous act advance,

Turn to good each evil chance,

Blunt the sting of envy's tooth,

Keep us in the ways of truth.

Rule our minds, our actions form,
Cleanse our hearts with chastity,
Give us love sincere and warm,
Uprightness from falsehood free.
Christ, our living spring and meat,
Freely let us drink and eat ;
And our gladden'd souls embue

With the Spirit's healthful dew.

Joy be ours the passing day,

Pureness like the morning's glow,

Faith as clear as noontide ray,

May the mind no twilight know.

Welcoming the dawning bright,
Thus we pray a holier light,

From the eternal Fountain drawn,

On our waken'd souls may dawn.

XII

Evening Hymn for Friday

Hominis superne Conditor

FATHER of men, whose sovereign will
Thy works, ordain'd by Thee, fulfil;
Who badest the earth to being bring
Cattle, and beast, and creeping thing;

And, as to life call'd forth by Thee,
Those mighty forms began to be,
Badest them, as time should onward roll,

Obey Thy favour'd man's control:

Do Thou the impulse strong defeat,
If lawless lust our steps beset,
Or thought of inward evil breed,
Or mingle with the outward deed.

Do Thou Thy promised blessings give, Grant us beneath Thy grace to live; Dissension's hateful bands unbind,

And stablish peace with all mankind.

Such favour, Lord, of Thee we pray,
Thy blessing on this closing day,
Sole Sovereign of the heavenly host,
Thee Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.