Vespers—Saturday

The red sun is gone, Thou Light of the heart, Blessed Three, Holy One, To Thy servants a sun Everlasting impart.

There were Lauds in the morn, Here are Vespers at even; Oh, may we adorn Thy temple new born With our voices in Heaven.

To the Father be praise, And praise to the Son And the Spirit always, While the infinite days Of eternity run.