The Ninth Hour, None

O God, creation’s secret force,
Thyself unmov’d, all motion’s source,
Who, from the morn till evening’s ray,
Through all its changes guid’st the day:

Grant us, when this short life is past,
The glorious evening that shall last:
That, by a holy death attain’d,
Eternal glory may be gain’d.

O Father, that we ask be done,
Through Jesus Christ, Thine only Son,
Who, with the Holy Ghost and Thee,
Shall live and reign eternally.
Amen.

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