| 
					
						En clara vox redarguit
						Obscura quæque personans:
 Procul fugentur somnia:
 Ab alto Jesus promicat.
						Mens jam resurgat torpida,
						Non amplius jacens humi:
 Sidus refulget jam novum,
 Ut tollat omne noxium.
						En Agnus ad nos mittitur
						Laxare gratis debitum:
 Omnes simul cum lacrimis
 Precemur indulgentiam:
						Ut, cum secundo fulserit,
						Metuque mundum cinxerit,
 Non pro reatu puniat,
 Sed nos pius tunc protegat.
						Virtus, honor, laus, gloria
						Deo Patri cum Filio,
 Sancto simul Paraclito,
 In sæculorum sæcula.
 | 
					
						Hark, a herald voice is calling;
						Christ is nigh, it seems to say;
 Cast away the dreams of darkness,
 O ye children of the day.
						Startled at the solemn warning,
						Let the earth-bound soul arise;
 Christ, her Sun, all sloth dispelling,
 Shines upon the morning skies.
						Lo, the Lamb, so long expected,
						Comes with pardon down from heaven;
 Let us haste, with tears of sorrow,
 One and all to be forgiven.
						So when next He comes with glory,
						Wrapping all the earth in fear,
 May He then as our defender
 On the clouds of heaven appear.
						Honor, glory, virtue, merit,
						To the Father and the Son,
 With the co-eternal Spirit,
 While eternal ages run.
 |