Fresh hope, at this, the sailor cheers; The waves their stormy strife allay; The Church's Rock at this, in tears, Hastens to wash his guilt away.

Arise ye, then, with one accord!
Nor longer wrapt in slumber lie;
The cock rebukes all who their Lord
By sloth neglect, by sin deny.

At his clear cry joy springs afresh ;
Health courses through the sick man's veins;
The dagger glides into its sheath;
The fallen soul her faith regains.

Jesu! look on us when we fall;-
One momentary glance of thine
Can from her guilt the soul recall
To tears of penitence divine.

Awake us from false sleep profound,

And through our senses pour thy light;
Be thy blest name the first we sound
At early dawn, the last at night.

To God the Father glory be,
And to his sole-begotten Son;
The same, O Holy Ghost, to Thee,
While everlasting ages run.

FROM THE OCTAVE OF PENTECOST, TO THE SUNDAY NEAREST THE FIRST OF OCTOBER.

Ecce jam noctis tenuatur umbra.

Lo, fainter now lie spread the shades of night, And upward shoot the trembling gleams of morn; Suppliant we bend before the Lord of Light, And pray at early dawn,

That his sweet charity may all our sin
Forgive, and make our miseries to cease;
May grant us health, grant us the gift divine
Of everlasting peace.

Father supreme! this grace on us confer;
And Thou, O Son by an eternal birth!
With Thee, coequal Spirit Comforter!
Whose glory fills the earth.

HYMN AT PRIME.

ON SUNDAYS AND WEEK-DAYS THROUGHOUT THE

YEAR.

Jam lucis orto sidere.

Now doth the sun ascend the sky,
And wake creation with its ray;
Keep us from sin, O Lord most high!
Through all the actions of the day.

Curb Thou for us th' unruly tongue;
Teach us the way of peace to prize;
And close our eyes against the throng
Of earth's absorbing vanities.

Oh, may our hearts be pure within!
No cherish'd madness vex the soul!
May abstinence the flesh restrain,
And its rebellious pride control.

So when the evening stars appear,
And in their train the darkness bring;
May we, O Lord, with conscience clear,

Our praise to thy pure glory sing.

To God the Father glory be,
And to his sole-begotten Son;
The same, O Holy Ghost, to Thee,
While everlasting ages run.

HYMN AT TERCE.

ON SUNDAYS AND WEEK-DAYS THROUGHOUT THE

YEAR.

Nunc sancte nobis Spiritus.

COME, Holy Ghost, and through each heart
In thy full flood of glory pour;
Who, with the Son and Father, art
One Godhead blest for evermore.

So shall voice, mind, and strength conspire
Thy praise eternal to resound;

So shall our hearts be set on fire,
And kindle every heart around.

Father of mercies! hear our cry;
Hear us, O sole-begotten Son!
Who, with the Holy Ghost most high,
Reignest while endless ages run.

HYMN AT SEXT.

ON SUNDAYS AND WEEK-DAYS THROUGHOUT THE

YEAR.

Rector potens, verax Deus.

LORD of eternal truth and might!
Ruler of nature's changing scheme!
Who dost bring forth the morning light,
And temper noon's effulgent beam :

Quench Thou in us the flames of strife,
And bid the heat of passion cease;
From perils guard our feeble life,

And keep our souls in perfect peace.

Father of mercies! hear our cry;
Hear us, O sole-begotten Son!
Who, with the Holy Ghost most high,
Reignest while endless ages run.