136. Lauds—Thursday
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Lux ecce surgit aurea. |
SEE, the golden dawn is glowing, |
| While the paly shades are going, |
| Which have led us far and long, |
| In a labyrinth of wrong. |
May it bring us peace serene; |
| May it cleanse, as it is clean; |
| Plain and clear our words be spoke, |
| And our thoughts without a cloak; |
So the day's account, shall stand. |
| Guileless tongue and holy hand, |
| Stedfast eyes and unbeguiled, |
| "Flesh as of a little child." {238} |
There is One who from above |
| Watches how the still hours move |
| Of our day of service done, |
| From the dawn to setting sun. |
To the Father, and the Son, |
| And the Spirit, Three and One, |
| As of old, and as in Heaven, |
| Now and here be glory given. |