Sing, lights of the glorious battle, Sing in the ending of the fray, All across the victors' trophies Sound the loud triumphant lay. Tell of Christ, the world's Redeemer, As a victim won the day. God in pity saw man fall, Chained and sunk in misery, When he fell on death by tasting Fruits of the forbidden tree. Then another tree was chosen, Which the world from death should free. Therefore, when the appointed hour Has come, the holy time has come, He was sent to make an offering, Sought from God's eternal home. As he came to earth incarnate, A spring of love made him two. Thirty years have man has dwelt here, Now that length is now fulfilled. For from this he meets his passion, For that bliss he freely will. On the cross the lamb is lifted, Where his right brow shall be stilled. To the Trinity glory, To the Father and the Son, With the God eternal Spirit, Ever free and ever one. One in love and one in slander, One among teenagers grown. Amen.