47. On this day, the first of days
Four 7's
Lubeck:
Johann A. Freylinghausen, 1704
Latin;
Tr. Henry W. Baker, 1861
On this day, the first of days, God the Father's Name we praise: Who, creation's Lord and Spring, Did the world from darkness bring. | On this day the Eternal Son Over death his triumph won; On this day the Spirit came With his gifts of living flame. | O that fervent love today May in every heart have sway, Teaching us to praise aright God, the Source of life and light. | Father, who didst fashion me Image of thyself to be, Fill me with thy love divine, Let my every thought be thine. | Holy Jesus, may I be Dead and buried here with thee; And, by love inflamed, arise Unto thee a sacrifice. | Thou, who dost all gifts impart, Shine, blest Spirit, in my heart; Best of gifts thyself bestow; Make me burn thy love to know. | God, the blessed Three in One, Dwell within my heart alone; Thou dost give thyself to me, May I give myself to thee. | |