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

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

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

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