Christo profusum sanguinem

Sing we the Martyrs blest,
Their blood for Jesus pour’d;
Sing we their glorious victories,
And infinite reward.

Treading the world beneath,
Spurning the body’s pain,
’Twas theirs, in Martyrdom’s brief space,
Eternal joys to gain.

To raging flames consign’d;
And ruthless beasts a prey;
Their sacred flesh by savage hooks
Torn piece by piece away;

Their vitals hanging forth;
Unmov’d they still endure;
Unmov’d continue, in the grace
Of endless life secure.

Saviour, to us vouchsafe,
Of thy dear clemency,
A portion with thy Martyr Saints,
Through all eternity.