| Immense cœli ConditorQui mixta ne confunderent,
 Aquæ fluenta dividens,
 Cœlum dedisti limitem.
Firmans locum cœlestibus,Simulque terræ rivulis;
 Ut unda flammas temperet,
 Terræ solum ne dissipent.
Infunde nunc, piissime,Donum perennis gratiæ:
 Fraudis novæ ne casibus
 Nos error atterat vetus.
Lucem fides adaugeat:Sic luminis jubar ferat:
 Hæc vana cuncta proterat:
 Hanc falsa nulla comprimant.
Præsta, Pater piissime,Patrique compar Unice,
 Cum Spiritu Paraclito
 Regnans per omne sæculum.
 | O Great Creator of the skyWho wouldest not the flood on high
 With earthly waters to confound,
 But mad’st at the firmament their bound;
The floods above Thou didst ordain;The floods below Thou did restrain:
 That moisture might attemper heat,
 Lest the parched earth should ruin meet.
Upon our souls, good Lord, bestowThy gift of grace in endless flow:
 Lest some renewed deceit or wile
 Of former sin should us beguile.
Let faith discover heav’nly light;So shall its rays direct us right:
 And let this faith each error chase,
 And never give to falsehood place.
Grant this, O Father, ever OneWith Christ, Thy sole-begotten Son,
 And Holy Ghost, whom all adore,
 Reigning and blest forevermore.
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