O God, thy soldiers’ crown and guard,
And their exceeding great reward,
From all transgressions, set us free
Who sing thy martyrs’ victory.

The pleasures of the world they spurned;
From sin's pernicious lures they turned,
They knew their joys imbued with gall,
And thus they reached thy heav'nly hall.

For thee through many woes they ran;
In many strives they played the man,
For thee their blood thy dared to pour
And thence have joy forever more.

We therefore pray thee, full of love,
Regard us from thy throne above;
On this thy martyrs triumph day,
Wash ev'ry stain of sin away.

O Father, that we ask be done
Through Jesus Christ, thine only Son,
Who, with the Holy Ghost and thee,
Shall live and reign eternally.