1 Thou, whom their maker Heav’n and earth,
Their king the angels own,
Son, who through boundless ages shar’st
Th’almighty Father’s throne;
Who Adam, in Thy image made,
Call’dst forth at nature’s birth,
And man became a living soul
With body formed of earth:

2 When Satan’s envy and deceit
Had human kind defaced,
By Thee was man’s primeval form,
Incarnate Lord, replaced;
Thee, of the virgin born of old,
Now new born from the tomb,
Who bidd’st us buried from the grave
With Thee reviving come.

3 Thou, living Shepherd, dost Thy flock
In bath baptismal lave,
The cleansing laver of our souls,
And of our sins the grave:
By Thee was borne the cross, the debt
For our transgressions owed;
From Thee, the price of our release,
The blood spontaneous flowed.

4 That Thou each year our paschal joy
Mayst be, Thy servants give,
Regenerate from the death of sin,
In holiness to live:
So in perpetual hymns shalt Thou,
Who from the dead wast raised,
The Father, and the Holy Ghost,
Eternally be praised.