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O Thou, the Heaven’s eternal King!
Lord of the starry spheres
Who with the Father equal art
From everlasting years:

All praise to thy most holy Name,
Who, when the world began,
Yoking the soul with clay, didst form
In thine own image, Man.

And praise to Thee, who, when the Foe
Had marr’d thy work sublime,
Clothing Thyself in flesh, didst mould
Our race a second time.

When from the tomb new born, as from
A Virgin born before,
Thou didst reverse our fallen state,
And life to man restore.

Eternal Shepherd! who thy flock
In thy pure Font dost lave,
Where souls are cleans’d, and all their guilt
Buried as in a grave;

Jesu! who to the Cross wast nail’d,
Our countless debt to pay;
Jesu! who lavishly didst pour
Thy blood for us away:

Oh, from the wretched death of sin
Keep us; so shalt Thou be
The everlasting Paschal joy
Of all new born in Thee.

To God the Father, and, the Son
Who rose, be glory given;
With Thee, Almighty Paraclete!
By all in earth and Heaven,