The Side Windows: Cyril of Alexandria

The sword which Christ on earth hath sent,
With olive branches twine :
To suffer it with meek content,
But not to wield be thine ;
Tho' round thy throne in tumult strong
Thine Alexandrians loudly throng ;
Yet He into thy wounds shall pour His oil and wine.

Be thine the keener edge to wield
Of the unfailing Word ;
And shelter with the Spirit's shield
The doctrine of the Lord !
Where Ephesus hath guarded well
The mother of Emmanuel,
And from Nestorian leav'n the Church again restor'd.