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Te lucis ante terminum
Rerum creator poscimus
Ut solita clementia
Sis praesul ad custodium
Before the ending of the day
Creator of the world we pray
That with thy wonted favour thou
Would be our guard and keeper now
Keep me as the apple of an eye
Hide me under the shadow of thy wings
Keep me as the apple of an eye
Hide me, hide me, hide me
Hide me, hide me, hide me
The heaven soars with voices above
The skies resound the power of your love
The stars shine out your glorious light
Shine through our gloom and take us on high
Keep me as the apple of an eye
Hide me under the shadow of thy wings
Keep me as the apple of an eye
Hide me, hide me, hide me
Sancto Spiritu, rerum Creator
Sancto Spiritu
Sancto, Sancto Spiritu
Te lucis ante terminum