Responsory for Patriarchs and Prophets
R. O merry roots
with whom
the work of miracles—
but not the work
of crimes—
was planted by a journey
rushing, tearing forth,
a path of shade perlucid;
and you, O voice of ruminating fire,
forerunner of the whetstone,
the Rock that overthrows th’ abyss:
R. Rejoice in him, your captain!
V. Rejoice
in him whom most on earth
have never seen—
yet ardently they’ve called on him.
R. Rejoice in him, your captain!