Let all the multitudes of light
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Let all the multitudes of light, Their songs in concert raising, With earth's triumphal hymns unite, The risen Saviour praising.. Ye heavens, his festival proclaim! Our King returneth whence he came, With victory amazing. For us he bore the bitter Tree, To death's dark realm descending; Our foe he slew, and set us free, Man's ancient bondage ending. No more the tyrant's chains oppress; O conquering Love, thy name we bless, With thee to heaven ascending. Jesus, to thee be endless praise, For this thy great salvation; O holy Father, thine always Be thanks and adoration; Spirit of life and light, to thee Eternal praise and glory be: One God of all creation! |
Sonet clarorum legio Salvantem extollentes, cum triumphali cantico terrestri concinentes; festumque, caeli, vos diem clamate eumque reducem, victoriam stupentes. Qui passus in Patibulo in tartarum descendis, nos solvis hoste perdito et vincula deprendis. Iam non tyrannus opprimit; nomen tuum beatum sit, qui nobis coascendis. Laudere quot erunt dies, qui, Jesu, nos salvaris; tu, sancte Pater, dignus es qui semper extollaris; gratesque tibi, Spiritus, tibique, Trinitas, damus, quod cuncta tu crearis. |