When day is past
and night far gone,
I shall rise, alive at dawn
as a nascent fawn,
resurrected, made anew
feet grazing morning’s gentle dew–-
behold, Beauty at long last,
Thy Pierced Heart's Love ever steadfast.
Embracing my cross,
mercy I now receive.
Pour forth torrential love,
as heartfelt hymns of the turtle dove.
Hearing, may all believe;
Seeing, may all suffer no more loss.
Splendour all aglow, exalted Life without dross.
Hail! O invincible glorious King, crucified—
Beauty ever ancient, shelter me under Thy wing,
Love ever new, be Thou my surest guide
while all life long, of Thy mercies shall I sing.