Now That the Sun is Gleaming Bright | ![]() |

From the Latin; tr. John Henry Newman, 1836-1838
| Now that the sun is gleaming bright, Implore we, bending low, That he, the uncreated Light May guide us as we go.
2. No sinful word, nor deed of wrong | 3. And while the hours in order flow, O Christ, securely fence Our gates, beleaguered by the foe, The gate of every sense.
4. And grant that to thine honour, Lord, |
