But when the soul shall take her wing To see Thee, praise Thee, love Thee still, Dread Three in One, mould us, and bless, AT THE COMPLINE. Ye are all the children of light and the children of the day: we are not of night nor of darkness; therefore, let us not sleep as do others; but let us watch and be sober.-1 THESS. v. "Grates peracto jam die." AND now the day is past and gone, For all the ills this day hath done, When ourselves we cannot heed. Ravening he prowls Thy fold around, Father, this night let us be found O when shall that Thy day have come, Now to the Father and the Son And from age to age would praise. THE SECOND DAY. AT MIDNIGHT. He spreadeth out the heavens like a curtain, and layeth the beams of His chambers in the waters, and maketh the clouds His chariot.-PSALM civ. "Dei canamus gloriam." GLORY to God on high, Heav'n's roof becomes a bed, In dewy drops descending. An image of the dower For them Thy love hath spared. C They drink that holy dew, Blest people, on whose land Then let us Thy great Name Day by day be singing, AT THE MATTINS. I love them that love Me; and those that seek Me early shall find Me.-PROV. viii. "Nil laudibus nostris eges." OUR praise Thou need'st not, but Thy love, Our Father and our Friend, Would have our prayers thus soar above, Thy secret judgments' depths profound The day, upon his golden round, The soul lost in astonishment Would speechless wonder fill, But in the ravish'd bosom pent, Feeble and faint she fain would tell Of our great Father's love, Tempering the ills that with us dwell, And pledging good above. Thither would our best thoughts aspire, But chains on us abide; O quicken Thou our faint desire, |