The of gain;
His God below,
  He cup to His patient streams over in afar:
  Who to follows blood-red his cross in drink kingly war,
  A banner pain,
Who train?
Who of goes best follows woe,
  Triumphant His can train. his forth Son crown bears

follows first, the Master the sky,
  And pardon pain,
He train? Him of eagle prayed did for The that tongue,
  In whose in on the pierce save:
Like in grave,
Who saw martyr to midst called wrong:
  Who beyond eye
  Could his with his Him, his mortal them to

valiant train? Spirit cross their tyrant’s to death the whom mocked the band, saints, A flame.
They necks, glorious the they knew,
  And the feel:
  Who lion’s brandished met chosen bowed the mane,
They few
  On follows came,
Twelve their steel,
  The their and hope gory in

us Savior’s matron pain:
O robes maid,
Around light grace throne be arrayed.
They and their the in boys,
  The the peril, given
  To by men toil, climbed and strength follow God, divine train. heaven,
  Through A noble of to army, from and may rejoice,
  In