Hymn for St. Oliver Plunkett

DEUS, qui pro tuénda catholica fide beåtum Olivérium Mårtyrem tuum atque Pontfficem admiråbili spiritus fortitüdine imbüere dignåtus es : concéde nobis; ejus intercessi6ne et exémplo, ut ipsius in fide conståntiam imitémur, et in periculis patrocina sentiamus.

O GOD, who didst deign to imbue blessed Oliver, Thy Martyr and Bishop, with wonderful courage of spirit in defending the Catholic faith: grant, through his intercession and example, that we may imitate his steadfastness in faith and feel his protection in danger.

1.
Come glorious Martyr, rise,
Into the golden skies,
Beyond the sun!
Wide, wide your portals fling,
Ye martyr hosts, O sing,
To greet his entering,
"Well hast thou done."

2.
Never reproach he made,
Like to his Lord betrayed,
By his own kind.
Sharing his Master's blame,
Gladly he bore the shame,
While the false charge they frame,
"Guilty," they find.

3.
As coach of state he hails,
Hurdle of shame, and trails,
All the rough way,
Through London streets he goes,
Heedless of lesser woes,
Tyburn holds greater throes,
Ready that day.

4.
Blood-stained the path he trod,
Leading him on to God,
Counting no cost.
"Now for my Faith I die,"
Said he in glad reply;
"Oh, for my God I sigh,
All fear is lost."

5.
"Lord in thy hands," he prays,
"My soul forever stays,
Strengthen thou me.
Welcome, O rope and knife"
All those who made this strife,
I now forgive, my life,
Offer to thee."

6.
Hail then, great Martyr, hail!
In death thou didst prevail!
Winning renown!
Blow the full trumpets, blow!
Wider yon portals throw!
Martyr, triumphant go,
Where waits thy crown!