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(Office Hymns, 182, 183)

LL hail, ye little Martyr flowers, Sweet rosebuds cut in dawning hours! When Herod sought the Christ to find Ye fell as bloom before the wind.

2 First victims of the Martyr bands, With crowns and palms in tender hands, Around the very altar, gay And innocent, ye seem to play. 3 What profited this great offence? What use was Herod’ violence? A Babe survives that dreadful day, And Christ is safely borne away.

4. All honour, laud, and glory be, O Jesu, virgin-born, to thee; All glory, as is ever meet To Father and to Paraclete.
 * Amen.