Dominica in Palmis MMXVII

Brave sons of Mark, ye lion-hearts:
today high heaven here imparts
in scarlet splash and broken brown
the splendid and unfading crown.
No earthly branches shall they need–
by falling down they now stand freed
by Him whose blood is healing balm:
to them e’er be the martyr’s palm!
Unto the Father fly their souls;
through Christ, their final act extolls
the Ghost whose seven gifts of love
descend like fire from heav’n above.
To thee we raise, O One-in-Three,
their venerable memory;
forget thou not their faithful strife,
but bring them to eternal life.

Holy Martyrs of Egypt, pray for us.

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