When day's shadows lengthen Mane n.o.bisc.u.m, quoniam ad vesperascit

Dr. F. G. Lee Traditional Melody Arr. by N. A. M.

Andante

1.

When day's shadows lengthen, Jesus, be Thou near: Pardon, comfort, strengthen, Chase away my fear; Love and hope be deepen'd, Faith more strong and clear.

2.

When the night grows darkest, And the stars are pale, When the foemen gather In death's misty vale, Be Thou Sword and Buckler, Be Thou Shield and Mail.

3.

Come, Thou Food of angels, Source of ev'ry grace, In Thy Father's mansions Give me soon a place; That unveiled in splendor I may see Thy Face.

4.

Then be near me, Jesus, Enemies shall flee: Hidden G.o.d and Saviour, Thou my comfort be: Food, and Priest, and Victim, Let me feed on Thee.

5.

So shall no fears chill me On that unknown sh.o.r.e; For in death He conquered, And can die no more.

His Hand guards and guides me To the heav'nly door.

6.

Bless'ed warfare over, Endless rest alone; Tears no more, nor sorrow, Neither sigh nor moan, But a song of triumph Round about the throne.

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Praise we our G.o.d with joy

Processional Canon Oakeley Nicola A. Montani

Allegro maestoso (with well-marked rhythm)

1.

Praise we our G.o.d with joy And gladness never ending; Angels and Saints with us Their grateful voices blending.

He is our Father dear, O'erfilled with Father's love; Mercies unsought, unknown He showers from above,

2.

He is our Shepherd true, With watchful care unsleeping; On us, his erring sheep, An eye of pity keeping.

He with a mighty arm The bonds of sin doth break, And to our burden'd hearths In words of peace doth speak.

3.

Bleeding, we lay, but He With soothing bands hath bound us; Dark was our path, but He Hath poured His light around us; Graces in copious streams From that pure fountain come, Down to our heart of hearts, Where G.o.d hath set his home.

4.

His Word our lantern is, His Peace our consolation; His sweetness all our rest, Himself our great Salvation!

Then live we all to G.o.d, Rely on Him in faith, Be He our guide in life, Our joy, our hope, in death.

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Praise to the Holiest in the height Dream of Gerontius

Processional Cardinal Newman Nicola A. Montani

With spirit

1.

Praise the Holiest in the height, And in the depth be praise; In all His words most wonderful, Most sure in all His ways!

2.

O loving wisdom of our G.o.d!

When all was sin and shame, A second Adam to the fight And to the rescue came.

3.

O wisest love! That flesh and blood Which did in Adam fail, Should strive afresh against the foe; Should strive and should prevail;

4.

And that a higher gift than grace Should flesh and blood refine, G.o.d's Presence and His very Self, And Essence all divine.

5.

O gen'rous love! The He who smote In man for man the foe, The double agony in man For man should undergo;

6.

And in the garden secretly, And on the Cross on High, Should teach His brethren and inspire To suffer and to die.

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