Hymn
At mornвБ†вАФat noonвБ†вАФat twilight dimвБ†вАФ
Maria! thou hast heard my hymn!
In joy and woeвБ†вАФin good and illвБ†вАФ
Mother of God, be with me still!
When the Hours flew brightly by,
And not a cloud obscured the sky,
My soul, lest it should truant be,
Thy grace did guide to thine and thee;
Now, when storms of Fate oвАЩercast
Darkly my Present and my Past,
Let my Future radiant shine
With sweet hopes of thee and thine!