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and terror, grief and error,

Comes the Sun to chase away:

And the morning fast adorning

All the sky proclaims the day.

O true splendour, bright and tender,

Sun of Righteousness on high,

Port Thou showest, source Thou owest

To the Virgin's purity!

Now Thou keepest rest and sleepest

In that zodiac of delight;

Joy hereafter shall with laughter

Hail the coming Monarch's sight.