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

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

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

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