Monday, May 23
The latest fruit of my journeys through the Raccolta:
Belli tumultus ingruit: A hymn to rival "Long Live the Pope"
(from the Raccolta, #466)
Wars and tumults fill the earth,
men the fear of God despise;
retribution, vengeance, wrath
brood upon the angry skies.
Holy Pius, Pope sublime!
Whom, in this most evil time,
Whom, of Saints in bliss, can we
Better call to aid than thee?
None more mightily than thou
Hath, by deed or word,
Through the spacious earth below,
Spread the glory of the Lord.
Holy Pius...
Thine it was, O Pontiff brave!
Pontiff of eternal Rome!
From barbaric yoke to save
Terror-striken Christendom.
Holy Pius...
When Lepanto's gulf beheld,
Strewn upon its waters fair,
Turkey's countless navy yield
To the power of thy prayer.
Holy Pius...
Who meanwhile with prophet's eye,
Didst the distant battle see,
And announce to standers-by
That same moment's victory.
Holy Pius...
Mightier now and glorified,
Hear the suppliant cry we pour;
Crush rebellion's haughty pride:
Quell the din of rising war.
Holy Pius...
At thy prayers may golden peace
Down to earth descend again;
License, discord, trouble cease;
Justice, truth, and order reign.
Holy Pius...
To the Lord of endless days,
One Almighty Trinity,
Sempiternal glory, praise,
Honor, might, and blessing be. Amen.
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