Scripture Verse

The blood of Thy martyr Stephen was shed. Acts 22:20


Isaac Williams

Words: Jean B. de San­teüil, in the Clu­ni­ac Brev­i­ary of 1686 (O qui tuo, dux mar­tyr­um). Trans­lat­ed from La­tin to Eng­lish by Is­aac Will­iams and the com­pil­ers of Hymns An­cient and Mo­dern.

Music: Gott Sei Dank Neu­es Geist­reich­es Ge­sang­buch, by Jo­hann A. Frey­ling­hau­sen (Hal­le, Ger­ma­ny: 1704) (🔊 pdf nwc).

Johann A. Freylinghausen


First of martyrs, thou whose name
Doth thy golden crown proclaim,
Not of flowers that fade away
Weave we this thy crown today.

Bright the stones which bruise thee gleam
Sprinkled with thy life blood’s stream;
Stars around thy sainted head
Never could such radiance shed.

Every wound upon thy brow
Sparkles with unearthly glow;
Like an angel’s is thy face
Beaming with celestial grace.

Oh, how blessèd first to be
Slain for Him who bled for thee;
First like Him in dying hour
Witness to almighty power.

First to follow where He trod
Through the deep Red Sea of blood;
First, but in thy footsteps press
Saints and martyrs numberless.

Glory to the Father be,
Glory, Virgin Born, to Thee,
Glory to the Holy Ghost,
Praised by men and heavenly host.

The Stoning of St. Stephen
Rembrandt van Rijn (1606–1669)