|Music:||Herbert S. Oakeley||1874|
|OHT Incipit:|| |
This is the day of light:
Let there be light today;
O Dayspring, rise upon our night
And chase its gloom away.
This is the day of rest:
Our failing strength renew;
On weary brain and troubled breast
Shed Thou Thy freshening dew.
This is the day of peace:
Thy peace our spirits fill;
Bid Thou the blasts of discord cease,
The waves of strife be still.
This is the day of prayer:
Let earth to heaven draw near;
Lift up our hearts to seek Thee there,
Come down to meet us here.
This is the first of days;
Send forth Thy quick'ning breath,
And wake dead souls to love and praise,
O Vanquisher of death!
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