Most ho­ly Lord and God of Hea­ven,
Who to the glow­ing sky hast giv­en
The fires that in the east are born
With gra­du­al splen­dors of the morn;

Who, on the fourth day, didst re­veal
The sun’s en­kin­dled flam­ing wheel,
Didst set the moon her or­dered ways,
And stars their ev­er wind­ing maze;

That each in its ap­point­ed way
Might se­pa­rate night from day,
And of the sea­sons through the year
The well re­mem­bered signs de­clare;

Illuminate our hearts with­in,
And cleanse our minds from stain of sin;
Unburdened of our guil­ty load
May we un­fet­tered serve our God.

O Fa­ther, that we ask be done,
Through Je­sus Christ, Thine on­ly Son;
Who, with the Ho­ly Ghost and Thee,
Doth live and reign eter­nal­ly.