Te, splendor et virtus Patris

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O Jesu Life, spring of the soul!

The Father's power and glory bright!

thee with the Angels we extol;

From thee they draw their life and light.

Thy thousand thousand hosts are spread

Embattled o'er the azure sky;

But Michael bears thy standard dread,

And lifts the mighty Cross on high.

He in that Sign the rebel power.

Did with their Dragon Prince expel;

And hurled them from the heaven's high towers,

Down like a thunderbolt to hell.

Grant us, with Michael, still, O Lord,

Against the prince of pride to fight;

So may a crown be our reward,

Before the Lamb's pure throne of light.

To God the Father, with the Son

And Holy Paraclete, with thee,

As evermore hath been before,

Be glory through eternity.

Amen.

Te, splendor et virtus Patris,

Te vita, Iesu, córdium,

Ab ore qui pendent tuo,

Laudámus inter Angelos.

Tibi mille densa míllium

Ducum coróna mílitat;

Sed éxplicat victor Crucem

Míchaël salútis sígnifer.

Dracónis hic dirum caput

In ima pellit tártara,

Ducémque cum rebéllibus

Caelésti ab arce fúlminat.

Contra ducem supérbiae

Sequámur hunc nos príncipem,

Ut detur ex Agni throno

Nobis coróna glóriae.

Deo Patri sit glória,

Qui, quos redémit Fílius,

Et Sanctus unxit Spíritus,

Per Angelos custódiat.

Amen.