Thee, O Christ, the Father’s Splendor

Thee

O Christ

the Fa­ther’s splen­dor

Life and vir­tue of the heart

In the pre­sence of the an­gels

Sing we now with tune­ful art

Meetly in al­ter­nate chor­us

Bearing our re­spons­ive part.

Thus we praise with ve­ne­ra­tion

All the ar­mies of the sky;

Chiefly him

the war­rior pri­mate

Of ce­les­ti­al chi­val­ry

Michael

who in prince­ly vir­tue

Cast Abad­don from on high.

By whose watch­ful care re­pel­ling—

King of ev­er­last­ing grace—

Every ghost­ly ad­ver­sa­ry

All things ev­il

all things base

Grant us of Thine on­ly good­ness

In Thy para­dise a place.

Laud and hon­or to the Fa­ther

Laud and hon­or to the Son

Laud and hon­or to the Spir­it

Ever Three

and ev­er One

Consubstantial

co-eter­nal

While un­en­ding ag­es run.