Wednesday, 5 March 2008


(An imitation)

The Judge enthroned on high,

One God who made all things;

He is the Lord of kings,

The Judge enthroned on high.

Sweet in heaven’s citadel

He makes the light descend;

Beginning and the End

Sweet in heaven’s citadel.

All things make manifest

His power, with one accord;

The holy King our Lord

All things make manifest.

Man’s error turned and fled

When Christ the Healer came;

When Christ bore sin and shame

Man’s error turned and fled.

The Father’s chosen One

Has challenged death alone;

He is upon the throne

The Father’s chosen One.

The beaten serpent groans

And Christ is Lord of all;

While heaven’s beams enthrall

The beaten serpent groans.

Good folk in sweet repose

Enjoy their endless rest;

By those the Lord is blessed

Good folk in sweet repose.

Raising their faithful words

They voice their royal songs:

Behold the heavenly throngs

Raising their faithful words.

To Thee, majestic Lord,

With stately songs they sing;

Unceasing praise they bring

To Thee, majestic Lord!

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