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Blest Framer of the starry height,
thy people’s everlasting light,
Good Jesus, Savior of us all,
O listen as we humbly call.
Lest earth, betrayed by wiles of hell,
should perish, thou hast broken the spell;
and, fired by love, unfailing, sure,
for sin-sick man thou art the cure.
To blot away that common sin,
which strained the world without, within,
thou, crossward, from the Virgin’s shrine,
art hasting, spotless Lamb divine.
When once thy Name, in glorious power,
comes ringing on the midnight hour,
the stooping hosts of heaven and hell,
with trembling knee their terror tell.
Avert thy wrath we humbly pray,
great Judge of that tremendous day;
with weapons of thy heavenly grace
defend us from the foeman’s face.
Might, honor, majesty, and praise,
to God the Father high we raise;
with God the Spirit laud the Son,
till rolling ages cease to run.
Latin; trans. Robert Corbet Singleton, 1868