Behold, I make all things new. Revelation 21:5
Words: 12th Century (Salvator mundi Domine). Found in the Harleian manuscripts of the British Museum (number 2928, folio 110b). Translated from Latin to English by Alfred T. T. Verney-Cave, 1883. Published in Annus Sanctus, Volume 1, edited by Orby Shipley (London & New York: Burns & Oates, 1884), page 32. Some hymnals give the author as
Lord Braye, Verney-Cave’s title.
O Savior of the world forlorn,
Who man to save this day wast born,
Our days are sinking to their night,
In darkness save, save us in light.
Let Thy most blessèd favor be
Around us as we bend the knee;
Blot out our sin; Thy heavenly ray
Dispels the gloom and makes our day.
No sleep shall thus weigh down the mind,
Nor ghostly foe unguarded find;
Nor reason yielding to a dream
Wake less responsive to Thy beam.
O Thou that makest all things new,
With cravings of the heart we sue,
Our lives may, fresh from Thee their source,
Renew the pureness of their course.
To God the Father endless praise,
And to His only Son we raise;
An equal glory as is meet
Be sung to God the Paraclete.