Aurora iam spargit polum

The dawn is sprinkling in the East
Its golden shower, as day flows in;
Fast mount the pointed shafts of light;
Farewell to darkness and to sin!

Away, ye midnight phantoms all!
Away, despondence and despair!
Whatever guilt the night has brought,
Now let it vanish into air.

So, Lord, when that last morning breaks
Which shrouds in darkness earth and skies,
May it on us, low bending here,
Array’d in joyful light arise!

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