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Blest Creator of the light,
making day with radiance bright,
thou dids't o'er the forming earth
give the golden light its birth.
Thou didst mark the night from day
with the dawn's first piercing ray;
darkness now is drawing nigh;
listen to our humble cry.
May we ne'er by guilt depressed
lose the way to endless rest;
nor with idle thoughts and vain
bind our souls to earth again.
Rather may we heav'nward rise
where eternal treasure lies;
purified by grace within,
hating ev'ry deed of sin.
Holy Father, hear our cry
through thy Son our Lord most high,
whom our thankful hearts adore
with the Spirit evermore.