| Cœli Deus sanctissime,Qui lucidas mundi plagas
 Candore pingis igneo,
 Augens decoro lumine:
Quarto die qui flammeamDum solis accendis rotam,
 Lunæ ministras ordinem,
 Vagosque cursus siderum:
Ut noctibus, vel luminiDiremptionis terminum,
 Primordiis et mensium
 Signum dares notissimum;
Expelle noctem cordium:Absterge sordes mentium:
 Resolve culpæ vinculum:
 Everte moles criminum.
Præsta, Pater piissime,Patrique compar Unice,
 Cum Spiritu Paraclito
 Regnans per omne sæculum.
 | O God, whose hand hath spread the sky,And all its shining hosts on high.
 And painting it with fiery light,
 Made it so beauteous and so bright:
Thou, when the fourth day was begun,Didst frame the circle of the sun,
 And set the moon for ordered change,
 And planets for their wider range:
To night and day, by certain line,Their varying bounds Thou didst assign;
 And gav’st a signal, known and meet,
 For months begun and months complete.
Enlighten Thou the hearts of men:Polluted souls make pure again:
 Unloose the bands of guilt within:
 Remove the burden of our sin.
Grant this, O Father, ever OneWith Christ Thy sole-begotten Son,
 Whom, with the Spirit we adore,
 One God, both now and evermore.
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