- Ecce transáctus labor est diéi,
teque nos tuti sumus adnuénte;
en tibi grates ágimus libéntes
tempus in omne.
- Solis abcéssus ténebras redúxit:
ille sol nobis rádiet corúscus
luce qui fulva fovet angelórum
ágmina sancta.
- Quas dies culpas hodiérna texit,
Christus deléto pius atque mitis,
pectus et puro rútilet nitóre
témpore noctis.
- Laus tibi Patri, decus atque Nato,
Flámini Sancto párilis potéstas,
cuncta qui sceptro régitis suprémo
omne per ævum. Amen.
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- Behold, the day’s labor is complete,
by your approving gaze we are protected;
lo, we pour out our thanks to you
in all time.
- The sun’s retreat brings back the shadows:
may that glittering sun radiate on us
with a reddish-yellow light may it warm
the holy flocks of angels.
- Those faults we committed today
our tender and gentle Christ has covered by annihilation,
may he redden our breast with a pure brightness
during the hour of night.
- Praise to you, Father, and honor to the one who was Born,
equal power to the Blowing Spirit,
who reign over all things with a supreme scepter
through every age. Amen.
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