Who are these like stars appearing
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Who are these like stars appearing, These, before God's throne who stand? Each a golden crown is wearing: Who are all this glorious band? Alleluia, hark! they sing, Praising loud their heavenly King. Who are these in dazzling brightness, Clothed in God's own righteousness, These, whose robes of purest whiteness Shall their lustre still possess, Still untouched by time's rude hand? Whence came all this glorious band? These are they who have contended For their Saviour 's honour long, Wrestling on till life was ended, Following not the sinful throng; These, who well the fight sustained, Triumph by the Lamb have gained. These are they whose hearts were riven, Sore with woe and anguish tried, Who in prayer full oft have striven With the God they glorified; Now, their painful conflict o'er, God has bid them weep no more. These, the Almighty contemplating, Did as priests before him stand, Soul and body always waiting Day and night at his command: Now in God's most holy place Blest they stand before his face. |
Qui stellariter fulgentes circumstant Dei thronum, auri circulos gerentes? Quae cohors nitentium, Alleluia qui canunt Regis et laudes agunt? Quos iustitiae nitore Deus ipse vestiit, quosque vestium candore nemo spoliaverit neque tempus invidens? Unde exercitus nitens? Salvatori consulentes hi diu pugnaverunt, usque ad mortem contendentes: vulgus haud secuti sunt; dimicati strenue Agno vicerunt duce. Hi sunt valde cruciati corde aerumnis dedito et in precibus luctati, quem colebant, cum Deo; flere quos diutius idem iam vetat Deus. Hi Potentem contemplantes qui fuere antistites quod iuberet observantes nocte sive erat dies, eius in sanctissimo ipsum antestant loco. |