Rise up from your slumber, oh fiery King of the Sky!
Lo, for Aurora's coming; her chariot glides nigh.
The star-spangled curtain, she's starting to fold
Now shine off your rays of silver and gold!
Pry 'pon the country hilltops, or 'pon the sparkling sea;
Spread now your azure mantle for all of us to see!
Oh Splendid Sphere of Fervor, fiat lux toto caelo;
Divulge all the majesty of Master's flaming halo!
Let all the birds sing their dulcet aubade for you;
Let the flowers dance and sway for the day you made anew;
The trees and the beasts, made in truly manifold ways
All these are your own regency; for these we give you praise!
Burn with almighty passion, blaze with your hallowed light;
Scorch us with all your ardor, oh blind our mundane sight!
To you we kneel in fealty, to you, our heads we bow
For all creations of the world are paying homage to you now.
