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

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

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

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