Exultet orbis gaudiis

Now let the earth with joy resound,
And highest Heav’n re-echo round;
Nor Heav’n nor earth too high can raise
The great Apostle’s glorious praise.

O ye who, thron’d in glory dread,
Shall judge the living and the dead!
Lights of the world for evermore!
To you the suppliant prayer we pour.

Ye close the sacred gates on high;
At your command apart they fly:
Oh! loose us from the guilty chain
We strive to break, and strive in vain.

Sickness and health your voice obey;
At your command they go or stay
Oh, then from sin our souls restore;
Increase our virtues more and more.

So when the world is at its end,
And Christ to Judgment shall descend.
May we be call’d those joys to see
Prepar’d from all eternity.

Praise to the Father, with the Son,
And Holy Spirit, Three in One;
As ever was in ages past,
And shall be so while ages last.