The radiant morn hath passed away (Herbert Hall Woodward)
- Editor: Ian Haslam (submitted 2012-12-20). Score information: A4, 9 pages, 109 kB Copyright: CPDL
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Description: Originally published by Novello.
Original text and translations
The radiant morn hath pass'd away,
And spent too soon her golden store;
The shadows of departing day
Creep on once more.
Our life is but a fading dawn,
Its glorious noon, its noon how quickly past;
Lead us, O Christ, when all is gone,
Safe home at last.
Where saints are clothed in spotless white,
And evening shadows never fall,
Where Thou, Eternal Light of Light,
Art Lord of all.