R. O angels, you

who guard the peoples in your care

whose form reflects in flash

upon your face;

O archangels, you

who lend your aid

to righteous souls;

O virtues,

powers,

princedoms,

dominations, thrones—

you’re reckoned

in the mystic fifth;

and O you

cherubim

and seraphim,

the seal upon God’s mysteries:

R. Praise be to you,

who glimpse the chamber of the ancient heart

within the fount, the source.

V. For you look into

the Father’s

inner strength—

the breathing of his heart

as of his face.

R. Praise be to you,

who glimpse the chamber of the ancient heart

within the fount, the source.