It was the Word, breathed from the Father's mouth, Who of the Virgin took a mortal frame. The human form that not yet in the flesh Appeared to Moses wore a brow like ours, Since God, who would by power of the Word Assume a body, made the face the same. Flames rose and seemed to burn the thorny bush. God moved amid the branches set with spines, And tresses…

Deafened ears, of sound unconscious, every passage blocked and closed, At the word of Christ responding, all the portals open wide, Hear with joy friendly voices and the softly whispered speech. Every sickness now surrenders, every listlessness departs, Tongues long bound by chains of silence are unloosed and speak aright, While the joyful paralytic bears…

In his sepulchral prison the savage demon had broken Fetters of iron that bound him; he darts forth and kneels before Jesus. But the Lord sets the man free and orders the devil to madden Herds of the swine and to plunge with them into the depths of the vast sea.

Water and blood flow out from the pierced sides of the Savior. Blood indicates the victory, and water stands for baptism. The two robbers on crosses on each side dispute with each other. One denies Christ is God, but the other wins heavenly glory.

Such was the soul's first state. Created pure Through sordid union with the flesh it fell Into iniquity; stained by Adam's sin, It tainted all the race from him derived, And infant souls inherit at their birth The first man's sin; no one is sinless born.

Still the pinnacle stands, outlasting the temple's destruction, For the corner raised up from that stone which the builders rejected Will remain throughout all ages forever and ever. Now it is head of the temple and holds the new stones together.

Sing his praises heights of heaven, all you angels sing his praise, Let the mighty hosts of heaven sing in joyous praise of God; Let no tongue of humanity be silent, let all voices join the hymn.

Hail! Thou king of all the living; Hail! Thou judge of all the dead, At the right hand of thy Father, Thou art throned in highest power, And from thence just judge of sinners, Thou shalt one day come again.

What do you say about the sacred words of Luke When he the genealogy repeats, The fleshly line retracing through old sires? Up generations seventy-two Christ mounts—so many teachers into the world He sent—and by the steps down to his birth Goes back to Adam, head of earthly flesh. The Father then receives his Son and us, And Adam son of God becomes…

O mighty is the power of God, The power that all things did create, That calmed the waters of the sea When Christ upon its surface walked, So that in treading on the waves, He moved dry-shod across the deep, Nor ever did he wet his soles As light he skimmed the surging flood.

Who goes roaring around, raging madly As he seeks to entrap and devour us, When, O infinite God, we praise thee only!

We believe in thy words, O Redeemer, Which, when triumphing over death's darkness, Thou didst speak to thy robber companion, Bidding him in thy footprints to follow. Lo, now to the faithful is opened The bright road to paradise leading; Man again is permitted to enter The garden he lost to the Serpent. To that sacred abode, O great Leader, Take, we pray…