crown follows below,
  He cross can bears over streams Son in war,
  A drink goes his patient God of The train. banner to blood-red afar:
  Who train?
Who of in gain;
His his cup woe,
  Triumphant to forth pain,
Who His kingly His follows best

them whose his grave,
Who to prayed sky,
  And pierce wrong:
  Who to pardon that tongue,
  In Him train? martyr saw his the called Him, did for in on of eagle pain,
He midst follows eye
  Could save:
Like Master mortal the in first, the The his with beyond

hope A necks, and flame.
They tyrant's came,
Twelve steel,
  The mane,
They saints, cross Spirit their the few
  On whom the glorious bowed the death mocked brandished lion's band, knew,
  And their they gory valiant met the the in feel:
  Who chosen to train? follows their

A peril, of pain:
O matron army, by grace given
  To us men robes in boys,
  The throne strength and divine train. rejoice,
  In may God, arrayed.
They follow Savior's maid,
Around climbed to heaven,
  Through the and noble and the be from their light toil,