135. Lauds—Wednesday
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Nox et tenebrę et nubila. |
HAUNTING gloom and flitting shades, |
| Ghastly shapes, away! |
| Christ is rising, and pervades |
| Highest Heaven with day. |
He with His bright spear the night |
| Dazzles and pursues; |
| Earth wakes up, and glows with light |
| Of a thousand hues. |
Thee, O Christ, and Thee alone, |
| With a single mind, |
| We with chant and plaint would own: |
| To Thy flock be kind. {236} |
Much it needs Thy light divine, |
| Spot and stain to clean; |
| Light of Angels, on us shine |
| With Thy face serene. |
To the Father, and the Son, |
| And the Holy Ghost, |
| Here be glory, as is done |
| By the angelic host. |
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