And Thee their Sovereign own, with saintly jubilee.
Orient, and Occident,
Hail Him the Father sent!
Greet Him with shoutings, and joyfully sing;
On love’s blest mission bent,
Through Death’s wide realm He went
Conq’ror omnipotent;—crown Him your King!
Martyr with gory brow,
Monarch in glory, now,—
Victim and Victor, Thee we adore;