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Now with the fast-departing light,
maker of all! We ask of thee,
of thy great mercy, through the night
our guardian and defence to be.
Far off let idle visions fly:
no phantom of the night molest:
curb thou our raging enemy,
that we in chaste repose may rest.
Father of mercies! hear our cry:
hear us, O sole-begotten Son!
Who, with the Holy Ghost most high,
reignest while endless ages run.
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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8 8 8 8 (L.M.)
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7 cent
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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Year
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Song #
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| 1994 | # 516 |
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