O Fount Of Light

(Picture by Remo Savisaar - found here)

O fount of light, True Light itself,

Smile down on us as here we pray.

May your bright splendor shine on us,

When shades of sin are cast away.

We thank you for your loving care

While work and toil have been our lot,

And now the day is near its close,

Dear Lord, we pray, forsake us not.

Though sun declines and shadows fall,

Our souls draw light from those fair rays

The Sun of Justice n’er withholds,

On whom the hosts of angels gaze.

May all the faults which we deplore,

Be washed away by Christ our Light,

And may he purify our hearts

Throughout the hours of coming night.

All glory, Father, be to you,

Praise to the Spirit and the Son,

Who rule all things with pow’r supreme

Till all created time is done. Amen.

Tune: Simeon L.M.

Music: Samuel Stanley, 1767-1822

Text: Luminis fons, lux et origo lucis, Alcuin of York, d. 804

Translation: Benedictines of Saint Cecilia’s Abbey