Tallis' Canon

 

  Glory to thee, who safe has kept
  And hast refreshed me whilst I slept;
  Grant, Lord, when I from death shall wake
  I may of endless light partake.
   
  Heaven is, dear Lord, where'er thou art,
  O never then from me depart;
  For to my soul 'tis hell to be
  But from one moment void of thee.
   
  Lord, I my vows to thee renew;
  Scatter my sins as morning dew;
  Guard my first springs of thought and will,
  And with thyself my spirit fill.
   
  Direct, control, suggest this day
  All I design, or do, or say;
  That all my powers, with all their might,
  In thy sole glory may unite.
   
  Praise God, from whom all blessings flow;
  Praise him, all creatures here below;
  Praise him above, ye heavenly host;
  Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.
   
 
   
 
T. Ken (1637-1711)