Laurelled with the stole victorious,
Is the great King's Senate glorious,
⁠Is the Apostolic Choir:
Heart and lips keep well in chorus,
While the pure soul's strains sonorous
⁠To angelic hymns aspire.

These earth's highest decoration,
That shall judge each tongue and nation;
⁠These the rock of newest grace:
Ere the world was, pre-elected,
By the Architect erected
⁠In the Church's highest place.

​Nazarites of ancient story,
They the Cross's wars and glory
⁠To the listening world relate:
Thus the Word of God adorning,
Night to night, to morning morning,
⁠"Speech and knowledge" indicate.

They, earth's furthest limits reaching,
Christ's most easy burden preaching,
⁠Propagate the Word of Life:
Earth returns her cultured treasure,
And in more abundant measure
⁠With the God-Man's faith is rife.

Paranymphs of God's new graces,
To the New King's dear embraces
⁠They conduct the Royal Bride:
Spotless, blemishless, eternal,
She, the dread of powers infernal,
⁠Ever Virgin must abide.

Ever Virgin, ever bearing,
Youth and age for ever sharing,
⁠From defeat and error free;
This her bed, truth held sincerely;
This her birth, faith treasured dearly:
⁠Grace her dowry endlessly.

​These, the temple's sure foundations,
These are they that bind the nations
⁠Into God's great house above:
These the city's pearly portal,
Knitting faith with work immortal,
⁠Jew and Gentile into love.

⁠These are they that evermore
⁠Winnow in the threshing floor,
And from the chaff the wheat divide:
⁠These are they that came to be
⁠Oxen of the brazen sea
That Solomon had edified.

Patriarchs twelve in order meetest:
Twelvefold founts of water sweetest:
⁠Shewbreads of the temple rite:
Gems that deck the priestly vestment;
Thus they gain their true attestment
⁠As the people's chiefs in fight.

Let their prayer preserve from error,
Add to faith, and quench the terror
⁠Of the woe of final doom:
So that, freed from all transgression,
We may enter on possession
⁠Of the happiness to come. ⁠Amen.