1 Blessed feasts of blessed martyrs,
Holy women, holy men,
With our love and admiration,
Greet we your return again.
Worthy deeds are theirs, and wonders,
Worthy of the name they bore;
We, with joyful praise and singing,
Honor them for evermore.
2 Faith prevailing, hope unfailing,
Loving Christ with single heart,
Thus they, glorious and victorious,
Bravely bore the martyr's part,
By contempt of every anguish,
By unyielding battle done;
Victors at the last, they triumph,
With the host of angels one.
3 Therefore, all who reign in glory,
Strong and sure with Christ on high,
Join with us your supplication
When before him we draw nigh,
Praying that, this life completed,
All its fleeting moments past,
By his grace we may be worthy
Of eternal bliss at last.
|First Line:||We, your people, follow your word.|
|Title:||Blessed Feasts of Blessed Martyrs|
|Latin Title:||O beata beatorum|
|Translator:||John M. Neale, 1818-1866 (alt.)|
|Source:||Latin, 12th C.|
|Meter:||87 87 D|
|Source:||Traditional Dutch melody|