Silvio Antoniano, b. 1540. Tr. A. R.
THE praises of that Saint we sing,
To whom all lands their tribute bring,
Who with indomitable heart
Bore throughout life true woman's part.
2 Restraining every froward sense
By gentle bonds of abstinence,
With prayer her hungry soul she fed,
And thus to heavenly joys hath sped.
3 King Christ, from whom all virtue springs,
Who only doest wondrous things,
As now to thee she kneels in prayer,
In mercy our petitions hear.
4. All praise to God the Father be,
All praise, eternal Son, to thee;
Whom with the Spirit we adore
For ever and for evermore. Amen.
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ܩܰܒܼܶܠ ܡܳܪܰܢ ܒܳܥܘܳܬ ܟܽܠܰܢ
RECEIVE, O Lord, in heaven above
Our prayers and supplications pure;
Give us a heart all full of love
And steady courage to endure.
2 Thy holy name our mouths confess,
Our tongues are harps to praise thy grace;
Forgive our sins and wickedness,
Who in this vigil seek thy face.
3 Let not our song become a sigh,
A wail of anguish and despair;
In loving-kindness, Lord most high,
Receive to-night our evening prayer.
4. O raise us in that day, that we
May sing, where all thy Saints adore,
Praise to thy Father, and to thee,
And to thy Spirit, evermore. Amen.
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