Maker of the Starry Sphere
Words: Creator alme siderum. Revised from Conditor alme siderum.
Translation: Robert Campbell, of Sherrington
Source: Orby Shipley, Annus Sanctus: Hymns of the Church for the Ecclesiastical Year. Vol. 1. (London and New York: Burns and Oates, 1884), p. 13.
Maker of the starry sphere, Light to all thy people dear, Jesu, Saviour, Lord of all, Hearken to thy people's call When our nature fainting lay, Crushed by Satan's cruel sway, Blest physician, 'twas thy love Brought us healing from above. In the blessed Mary's womb , Purest flesh thou didst assume, That to God above might rise The all-holy sacrifice. Unto heaven exalted now, At thy sacred name shall bow All that on the earth do dwell, All in heaven, and all in hell Thou, who on the judgment-day Our most secret thoughts shalt weigh, Shield us now with pitying care, Guard us from temptation's snare. Honour, glory, love and praise, Be through never-ending days, To the Father and the Son And the Spirit, Three in One.
Note from Shipley:
Creator alme siderum. Revised from Conditor alme siderum. Ambrosian Vespers Breviary Hymn.