Whosoever therefore shall confess Me before men, him will I confess also before My Father which is in Heaven. Matthew 10:32
Words: Jean B. de Santeüil, Cluniac Breviary 1686 (Non parta solo sanguine). Translated from Latin to English by Isaac Williams (in the British Magazine, 1833, and his Hymns Translated from the Parisian Breviary, 1833) and the compilers of Hymns Ancient and Modern.
Music: Wells (Monk) William H. Monk, in Hymns Ancient and Modern, 1875 (🔊 pdf nwc).
Not by the martyr’s death alone
The saint his crown in Heav’n has won;
There is a triumph robe on high
For bloodless fields of victory.
What though he was not called to feel
The cross, or flame, or torturing wheel,
Yet daily to the world he died;
His flesh, through grace, he crucified.
What though nor chains, nor scourges sore,
Nor cruel beasts his members tore,
Enough if perfect love arise
For Christ a grateful sacrifice.
Lord, grant us so to Thee to turn
That we through life to die may learn,
And thus, when life’s brief day is o’er,
May live with Thee forevermore.
O Fount of sanctity and love,
O perfect Rest of saints above,
All praise, all glory be to Thee
Both now and through eternity.