V. 
Of tlie Office of the 
Collects which. are Eleven in Number 
(THE SUN) 
The DEACON. Lord visible and sensible of whom this earth 
is but a frozen spark turning about thee with annual and diurnal 
motion, source of light, source of life, let thy perpétuai radiance 
hearten us to continuai labour and enjoyment; so that as we are 
constant partakers of thy bounty we may in our particular orbit 
give out light and life, sustenance and joy to them that revolve 
about us without diminution of substance or effulgence for ever. 
The PEOPLE. So mote it be. 
(THE LORD) 
The DEACON. Lord secret and most holy, source of light, 
source of life, source of love, source of liberty, be thou ever constant 
and mighty within us, force of energy, fire of motion; with 
diligence let us ever labour with thee, that we may remain in thine 
abundant joy. 
The PEOPLE. So mote it be. 
(THE MOON) 
The DEACON. Lady of night, that turning ever about us 
art now visible and now invisible in thy season, be thou favourable 
to hunters, and lovers, and to ail men that toil upon the earth, 
and to ail mariners upon the sea. 
The PEOPLE. So mote it be. 
(THE LADY) 
The DEACON. Giver and receiver of joy, gâte of life and 
love, be thou ever ready, thou and thine handmaiden, in thine office 
of gladness. 
The PEOPLE. So mote it be. 
(THE SAINTS) 
The DEACON. Lord of Life and Joy, that art the might of 
man, that art the essence of every true god that is upon the surface 
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