Through the Year. Tuesdays 2 and 4. Vespers.
| Sator princepsque temporum, clarum diem laboribus noctemque qui soporibus fixo distinguis ordine Mentem tu castam dirige, obscura ne silentia ad dira cordis vulnera telis patescant invidi. Vacent ardore pectora, faces nec ullas perferant, quae nostro haerentes sensui mentis vigorem saucient. Praesta, Pater piissime, Patrique compar Unice, cum Spiritu Paraclito regnans per omne saeculum. Amen. | Creator, Lord of time and tide, The hours in order you divide: For work, you give us daytime bright; For rest, the quiet sleep of night. The inner self keep pure from sin, Lest silent darkness, deep within Expose the heart to wound and woe, From deadly arrows of the foe. Let passion's fire from us depart Lest, burning brightly in the heart, Its flames around our feelings bind And wound the vigor of the mind. O grant it, Father, only Son, And Spirit ever with them one; The God whom all things must obey, Reigning in everlasting day. Amen. |
| Copyright 2005 Fr. Thomas Buffer |
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