Classic Poem

The Versicle.

Lord , by thy Sweet and Saving S IGN ,

The Responsory.

Defend us from our foes and Thine.

V. Thou shalt open my lippes, O Lord .
R. And my mouth shall shew forth thy Prayse.
V. O G OD make speed to save me.
R. O Lord make hast to help me.
G LORY be to the F ATHER ,
and to the S ON ,
and to the H. G HOST .
As it was in the beginning, is now, and ever shall be, world without end. Amen.

THE HYMN .

The wakefull Matines hast to sing
The unknown sorrows of our king,
The F ATHER 's word and wisdom, made
M AN , for man, by man's betraid;
The world's price sett to sale, and by the bold
Merchants of Death and sin, is bought and sold.
Of his Best Freinds (yea of himself) forsaken,
By his worst foes (because he would) beseig'd and taken.

The Antiphona.

All hail, fair T REE
Whose Fruit we be.
What song shall raise
Thy seemly praise.
Who broughtst to light
Life out of death, Day out of night.

The Versicle.

Lo, we adore thee,
Dread L AMB ! And bow thus low before thee,

The Responsor.

'Cause, by the covenant of thy C ROSSE ,
Thou'hast sav'd at once the whole world's losse.

The Prayer.

O Lord J ESU -C HRIST , son of the living G OD ! interpose, I pray thee, thine own pretious death, thy C ROSSE and Passion, betwixt my soul and thy judgment, now and in the hour of my death. And vouchsafe to graunt unto me thy grace and mercy; unto all quick and dead, remission and rest; to thy church peace and concord; to us sinners life and glory everlasting. Who livest and reignest with the F ATHER , in the unity of the H OLY G HOST , one G OD , world without end. Amen.