St. Joseph the Hymnographer, 883, tr. by John M. Neale, 1862
Stars of the morning, so gloriously bright,|
Filled with celestial virtue and light,
These that, where night never followeth day,
Praise the Thrice Holy One ever and aye.
2. These are Thy ministers, these dost Thou own,
3. These keep the guard amid Salem's dear bowers,|
Thrones, principalities, virtues, and powers,
Where, with the living ones, mystical four,
Cherubim, seraphim, bow and adore.
4. Then, when the earth was first poised in mid space,
5. Still let them succour us, still let them fight,|
Lord of angelic hosts, battling for right,
Till, where their anthems they ceaselessly pour,
We with the angels may bow and adore. Amen.
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