2. Ecclesiarum principes, Belli triumphales duces, Caelestis aulae milites, Et vera mundi lumina; 2. The Church in these her princes boasts, These victor chiefs of warrior hosts; The soldiers of the heavenly hall, The lights that rose on earth for all. 3. Terrore victo saeculi, Poenisque spretis corporis, Mortis sacrae compendio Vitam beatam possident. 3. The terrors of the world despised, The body’s torments lightly prized, By one brief space of death and pain Life everlasting they obtain. 4. Traduntur igni martyres Et bestiarum dentibus; Armata saevit ungulis Tortoris insani manus. 4. To flames the Martyr Saints are hailed: By teeth of savage beasts assailed; Against them, armed with ruthless brand And hooks of steel, their torturers stand. 5. Nudata pendent viscera, Sanguis sacratus funditur, Sed permanent immobiles Vitae perennis gratia. 5. The mangled frame is tortured sore, The holy life-drops freshly pour: They stand unmoved amidst the strife, By grace of everlasting life. 6. Devota sanctorum fides, Invicta spes credentium, Perfecta Christi caritas Mundi triumphat principem. 6. ’Twas thus the yearning faith of saints, The unconquered hope that never faints, The love of Christ that knows not shame, The Prince of this world overcame. 7. In his paterna gloria, In his voluntas filii, Exultat in his spiritus; Caelum repletur gaudiis. 7. In these the Father’s glory shone; In these the will of God the Son; In these exults the Holy Ghost; Through these rejoice the heavenly host. 8. Te nunc, Redemptor, quaesumus, Ut ipsorum consortio Iungas precantes servulos In sempiterna saecula. 8. Redeemer, hear us of thy love, That, with the glorious band above, Hereafter, of thine endless grace, Thy servants also may have place. Tr. John Mason Neale, _Hymnal Noted_. IV. _Nocte surgentes vigilemus omnes_ 1. Nocte surgentes, vigilemus omnes, Semper in psalmis meditemur, atque Viribus totis Domino canamus Dulciter hymnos. 1. Father, we praise thee, now the night is over, Active and watchful, stand we all before thee; Singing we offer prayer and meditation: Thus we adore thee. 2. Ut pio regi pariter canentes Cum suis sanctis mereamur aulam Ingredi caeli, simul et beatam Ducere vitam. 2. Monarch of all things, fit us for thy mansions; Banish our weakness, health and wholeness sending; Bring us to heaven, where thy Saints united Joy without ending. 3. Praestet hoc nobis Deitas beata Patris ac Nati pariterque sancti Spiritus, cuius reboatur omni Gloria mundo. 3. All-holy Father, Son and equal Spirit, Trinity blessed, send us thy salvation; Thine is the glory, gleaming and resounding Through all creation. Tr. Percy Dearmer, from _The English Hymnal_ by permission of the Oxford University Press.