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

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

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

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