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of the starry frame, Eternal light of all who live; Jesu, Redeemer of mankind, An ear to thy poor suppliants give.

When man, o'erwhelm'd in sin and death, Was wholly lost in Satan's snare, Love brought thee down to cure our ills, By taking of those ills a share.

Thy love for guilty men it was That caus'd thy sacred blood to flow; When issuing from thy virgin shrine, Thou didst to death a victim go.

Great Judge of all, in that last day When friends shall fail and foes combine, Look down in pity then, we pray, And guard us with thine arm divine. 