Our limbs refreshed with slumber now, and sloth cast off, in prayer we bow; and while we sing Thy praises dear, O Father, be Thou present here. To Thee our earliest morning song, to Thee our hearts' full powers belong; and Thou, O Holy One, prevent each following action and intent. As shades at morning flee away, and night before the star of day; so each transgression of the night be purged by Thee, celestial Light! Cut off, we pray Thee, each offense, and every lust of thought and sense; that by their lips who Thee adore Thou mayest be praised forevermore. Grant this, O Father ever One with Christ, Thy sole-begotten Son, and Holy Ghost, whom all adore, reigning and blest forevermore. Amen.