Martina celebri plaudite nomini

Lift to the skies, great Rome, Martina’s name,
Her praises celebrate with glad accord;
Martina, high in merit, Virgin blest,
And martyr of her Lord.

Beauty and youth, the joys of happy home,
Ancestral palaces, and noble birth;
All these were hers,—all these, for Jesu’s sake,
She counted nothing worth.

Her wealth she shar’d among the poor of Christ,
Content with seeking better wealth above;
Herself she gave to her immortal King,
Too happy in his love.

Expel false worldly joys; and fill us, Lord,
With thy irradiating beam divine;
Who with thy suffering martyrs present art,
Great Godhead one and trine.