- Tristes errant Apostoli
De Christi acerbo funere,
Quern morte crudelissima
Servi necarant impii.
- Sermone verax Angelus
Mulieribus prædixerat:
Mox ore Christus gaudium
Gregi feret fidelium.
- Ad anxios Apostolos
Currunt statim dum nuntiæ,
Illæ micantis obvia
Christi tenent vestigia.
- Galilææ ad alta montium
Se conferunt Apostoli, flock
Jesuque, voti compotes,
Almo beantur lumine.
- Ut sis perenne mentibus
Paschale Jesu gaudium,
A morte dira criminum
Vitæ renatos libera.
- Deo Patri sit gloria,
Et Filio, qui a mortuis
Surrexit, ac Paraclito,
In sempiterna sæcula.
| - While Christ’s disciples, grieving, sad,
Their Master’s painful death deplore,
Whom faithless servants’ cruel hands,
Had bathed in His own crimson gore;
- Quick from the happy realms above,
An Angel comes on joyful wing,
And to the women tells the joy
That to His flock their Lord will bring.
- As they with eager steps make haste,
Their joyous message to repeat,
Their Master’s glorious form they see,
And falling clasp His sacred feet.
- Cheered by this tale, His faithful flock
The Galilean mount ascend,
And there with loving awe behold
Their heart’s sole wish, their truest friend.
- That Thou mayst be our Paschal joy
Through happy, never-ending years,
Thine own poor children, Jesu, free
From sin’s sad death with all its feats.
- To God the Father, and the Son,
Who rose from death, glad praise repeat;
Let equal praise be ever sung
To God the Holy Paraclete.
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