A Hymn for Good Friday
Abroad the regal banners fly,Now shines the cross’s mystery;Upon it Life did death endure,And yet by death did life procure. St. Casimir Parish, Baltimore Who, wounded with a direful spear,Did, purposely to wash us clearFrom stain of sin, pour out a floodOf precious water mixed with blood. That which the prophet-king of oldHath in mysterious verse foretold,Is now accomplished, whilst we seeGod ruling nations from a tree. O lovely and refulgent tree,Adorned with purpled majesty;Culled [...]