Aeterna caeli gloria

Eternal Glory of the heav’ns!
Blest Hope of all on earth!
God, of eternal Godhead born!
Man, by a virgin birth!

Jesu! be near us when we wake;
And, at the break of day,
With thy blest touch awake the soul,
Her meed of praise to pay.

The star that heralds in the morn
Is fading in the skies;
The darkness melts;—O Thou true Light!
Upon our souls arise.

Steep all our senses in thy beam;
The world’s false night expel;
Purge each defilement from the soul,
And in our bosoms dwell.

Come, early Faith! fix in our hearts
Thy root immovably;
Come, smiling Hope! and, last not least,
Immortal Charity!

To God the Father glory be,
And to his only Son;
The same, O Holy Ghost! to Thee,
While ceaseless ages run.