Keep us, O JESU, from the death Of sin; and deign to be The everlasting Paschal joy Of all new-born in Thee. Praise to the FATHER, and the SON, Commemoration of Martyrs. "He that overcometh the same shall be clothed in white raiment: and I will not blot out his name out of the book of life, but I will confess his name before My FATHER, and before His angels." 161. FEAR no more for the torturer's hand Nor the dungeon dark that bound thee; Fear no more for the clanking chain, Fear no more for stern cold, nor need, CHRIST's pure light doth clothe thee and feed, And shall no more from thee sever. Lo, He stands at His martyr's side, And takes him with Him to abide, To GOD on high be honour done, From FATHER and Son proceeding. "These are they which came out of great tribulation: and have washed their robes, and made them white in the Blood of the LAMB." 162. Of the martyrs we sing, Whom the purple adorns ; Now their storms are all past, Though the tyrant be stern, When fierce foemen pursue, To their suffering LORD. Thus the love which remains, He, for us Who was spent, Dread JEHOVAH we sing, In CHRIST JESUS made known; Of all martyrs the King, Of all martyrs the Crown. "Be thou faithful unto death, and I will give thee a crown of Life." 163. How happy the mortal Through pains and dismay, Where death hath benighted, Our weak spirits languish At the sound of death's feet, But thou the stern anguish Dost go forth to meet. Yet nothing confounded With rack and with chains Where death hath abounded With tortures and pains. Lo! from highest heaven, His hand hath He holden, Shall we then soft-hearted And sing the departed In death and stern woes? Let such themes of wonder Arouse us from sleep, Lest, woke by death's thunder We wake but to weep. |