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Friday, March 21, 2008
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Crux fidelis, inter omnes arbor una nobilis, Nulla talem silva profert fronde, flore, germine, Dulce lignum dulce clavo dulce pondus sustinens. |
Faithful Cross! above all other, One and only noble Tree! None in foliage, none in blossom, None in fruit thy peer may be; Sweetest Wood and sweetest Iron! Sweetest Weight is hung on thee.! |
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Pange, lingua, gloriosi proelium certaminis Et super crucis tropaeo dic triumphum nobilem, Qualiter redemptor orbis immolatus vicerit. |
Sing, my tongue, the glorious battle Sing the last, the dread affray; O'er the Cross, the victor's trophy, Sound the high triumphal lay: Tell how Christ, the world's Redeemer, As a victim won the day. |
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Crux fidelis, inter omnes arbor una nobilis, Nulla talem silva profert fronde, flore, germine, |
Faithful Cross! above all other, One and only noble Tree! None in foliage, none in blossom, None in fruit thy peer may be; |
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De parentis protoplasti fraude factor condolens, Quando pomi noxialis morte morsu corruit, Ipse lignum tunc notavit, damna ligni ut solveret. |
God, His Maker, sorely grieving That the first-made Adam fell, When he ate the fruit of sorrow, Whose reward was death and hell, Noted then this Wood, the ruin Of the ancient wood to quell. |
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Dulce lignum dulce clavo dulce pondus sustinens. |
Sweetest Wood and sweetest Iron! Sweetest Weight is hung on thee.! |
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Hoc opus nostrae salutis ordo depoposcerat, Multiformis perditoris arte ut artem falleret Et medelam ferret inde, hostis unde laeserat. |
For the work of our salvation Needs would have his order so, And the multiform deceiver's Art by art would overthrow, And from thence would bring the med'cine Whence the insult of the foe. |
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Crux fidelis, inter omnes arbor una nobilis, Nulla talem silva profert fronde, flore, germine, |
Faithful Cross! above all other, One and only noble Tree! None in foliage, none in blossom, None in fruit thy peer may be; |
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Quando venit ergo sacri plenitudo temporis, Missus est ab arce patris natus orbis conditor Atque ventre virginali carne factus prodiit. |
Wherefore, when the sacred fullness Of the appointed time was come, This world's Maker left His Father, Sent the heav'nly mansion from, And proceeded, God Incarnate, Of the Virgin's holy womb. |
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Dulce lignum dulce clavo dulce pondus sustinens. |
Sweetest Wood and sweetest Iron! Sweetest Weight is hung on thee.! |
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Vagit infans inter arta conditus praesaepia, Membra pannis involuta virgo mater adligat, Et pedes manusque crura stricta pingit fascia. |
Weeps the Infant in the manger That in Bethlehem's stable stands; And His limbs the Virgin Mother Doth compose in swaddling bands, Meetly thus in linen folding Of her God the feet and hands. |
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Crux fidelis, inter omnes arbor una nobilis, Nulla talem silva profert fronde, flore, germine, |
Faithful Cross! above all other, One and only noble Tree! None in foliage, none in blossom, None in fruit thy peer may be; |
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Lustra sex qui iam peracta tempus implens corporis, Se volente, natus ad hoc, passioni deditus, Agnus in crucis levatur immolandus stipite. |
Thirty years among us dwelling, His appointed time fulfilled, Born for this, He meets His Passion, For this that He freely willed: On the Cross the Lamb is lifted, Where His life-blood shall be spilled. |
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Dulce lignum dulce clavo dulce pondus sustinens. |
Sweetest Wood and sweetest Iron! Sweetest Weight is hung on thee.! |
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Hic acetum, fel, arundo, sputa, clavi, lancea; Mite corpus perforatur; sanguis, unda profluit, Terra pontus astra mundus quo lavantur flumine. |
He endured the nails, the spitting, Vinegar, and spear, and reed; From that holy Body broken Blood and water forth proceed: Earth, and stars, and sky, and ocean, By that flood from stain are free. |
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Crux fidelis, inter omnes arbor una nobilis, Nulla talem silva profert fronde, flore, germine, |
Faithful Cross! above all other, One and only noble Tree! None in foliage, none in blossom, None in fruit thy peer may be; |
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Flecte ramos, arbor alta, tensa laxa viscera, Et rigor lentescat ille quem dedit nativitas, Ut superni membra regis mite tendas stipite. |
Bend thy boughs, O Tree of glory! Thy relaxing sinews bend; For awhile the ancient rigor, That thy birth bestowed, suspend; And the King of heavenly beauty On thy bosom gently tend! |
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Dulce lignum dulce clavo dulce pondus sustinens. |
Sweetest Wood and sweetest Iron! Sweetest Weight is hung on thee.! |
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Sola digna tu fuisti ferre pretium saeculi Atque portum praeparare nauta mundo naufrago, Quem sacer cruor perunxit fusus agni corpore. |
Thou alone wast counted worthy This world's ransom to uphold; For a shipwrecked race preparing Harbour, like the Ark of old; With the sacred Blood anointed From the smitten lamb that rolled. |
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Crux fidelis, inter omnes arbor una nobilis, Nulla talem silva profert fronde, flore, germine, |
Faithful Cross! above all other, One and only noble Tree! None in foliage, none in blossom, None in fruit thy peer may be; |
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Dulce lignum dulce clavo dulce pondus sustinens. |
Sweetest Wood and sweetest Iron! Sweetest Weight is hung on thee.! |
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