Antiphon

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Antiphon

Daylight fades away.

Is the Lord at hand

In the shadows gray

Stealing on the land?

Gently from the east

Come the shadows gray;

But our lowly priest

Nearer is than they.

It is darkness quite.

Is the Lord at hand,

In the cloak of night

Stolen upon the land?

But I see no night,

For my Lord is here

With him dark is light,

With him far is near.

List! the cock’s awake.

Is the Lord at hand?

Cometh he to make

Light in all the land?

Long ago he made

Morning in my heart;

Long ago he bade

Shadowy things depart.

Lo, the dawning hill!

Is the Lord at hand,

Come to scatter ill,

Ruling in the land?

He hath scattered ill,

Ruling in my mind;

Growing to his will,

Freedom comes, I find.

We will watch all day,

Lest the Lord should come;

All night waking stay

In the darkness dumb.

I will work all day,

For the Lord hath come;

Down my head will lay

All night, glad and dumb.

For we know not when

Christ may be at hand;

But we know that then

Joy is in the land.

For I know that where

Christ hath come again,

Quietness without care

Dwelleth in his men.