Salvete Clavi et Lancea

Hail, Spear and Nails! erewhile despis’d,
As things of little worth;
Now crimson with the blood of Christ,
And fam’d through Heav’n and earth.

Chosen by Jewish perfidy
As instruments of sin,
God turn’d you into ministers
Of love and grace divine:

For from each several wound ye made
In that immortal frame,
As from a fount, celestial gifts
And life eternal came.

Thee, Jesu, pierc’d with Nails and Spear,
Let every knee adore;
With Thee, O Father, and with Thee,
O Spirit, evermore.