Text: | Stars of the morning, so gloriously bright |
Translator: | J. M. Neale |
Tune: | TRISAGION |
Composer: | H. Smart |
1 Stars of the morning, so gloriously bright,
Filled with celestial splendour and light,
These that, where night never followeth day,
Raise the "Thrice Holy" song ever and aye.
2 These are Thy ministers, these dost Thou own,
God of Sabbaoth, the nearest Thy throne;
These are Thy messengers, these dost Thou send,
Help of the helpless ones! man to defend.
3 These keep the guard amid Salem's dear bowers,
Thrones, Principalities, Virtues, and Powers,
Where, with the living Ones, mystical Four,
Cherubim, Seraphim bow and adore.
4 Still let them succour us; still let them fight,
Lord of angelic hosts, battling for right;
Till, where their anthems they ceaselessly pour,
We with the angels may bow and adore.
Text Information | |
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First Line: | Stars of the morning, so gloriously bright |
Translator: | J. M. Neale |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1920 |
Topic: | Holy Days: St. Michael and All Angels |
Source: | St. Joseph |