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 Upon our fainting souls distill The grace of thy celestial dew; Let no fresh snare to sin beguile, No former sin revive anew. Grat ns the grace, for love of Thee, To scorn all vanities below; Faith to detect each falsity; And knowledge, Thee alone t know Father of merciis ! hear our cry; Hear ns, O sole-begotte Son ! Who, vith the Holy Ghost most high, Reignest while endless ages run. T1JgDA. Cn$ patti lmini'. PURE Light of light! eternal Dayt Vho dost the Father's brightness share; Our chant the midnight silence breaks ;- Be nigh, and hearken to our prayer. ........ Googl