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Hymns
St Ambrose of Milan, tr. Copeland, 1848
Chapter 24
Friday. At Matins.
Dread Unity in Trinity,
Of all creation King,
Accept the anthem loud and high,
Thy creatures wake and sing.
Forth from our narrow couch we bound
At quiet dead of night,
To pray Thee o’er our every wound
To pour Thy healing light.
So aught of ill at midnight hour
The haunting fiends have wrought,
In beam of Thy celestial power
Shall melt away to nought.
So shall no spot our frame defile,
Nor sloth our heart infest,
Nor chilling sin’s dull torpor spoil
The sunshine of the breast.
Thee, Blest Redeemer, Thee we pray,
Oh, fill us with Thy light,
So shall we walk from day to day
Unswerving in Thy sight.
This grant us, Father ever kind,
And Thou, Co-equal Son,
And Holy Ghost, with Both enshrin’d,
Eternal Three in One.