1 ÆTERNA Christi munera,
Palmas et hymnos debitos
Lætis canamus mentibus.
2 Ecclesiarum Principes,
Belli triumphales duces
Cælestis aulæ milites,
Et vera mundi lumina.
3 Devota sanctorum fides,
Invicta spes credentium,
Perfecta Christi caritas
Mundi tyrannum conterit.
4 In his Paterna gloria,
In his triumphat Filius,
In his voluntas Spiritus,
Cœlum repletur gaudio.
5 Patri, simulque Filio,
Tibique sancte Spiritus,
Sicut fuit, sit jugiter
Sæclum per omne gloria.
TH'eternal gifts of Christ the King,
Th'Apostles' glory, let us sing;
And all with hearts of gladness raise
Due hymns of thankful love and praise.
For they the Church's Princes are.
Triumphant leaders in the war,
The heav'nly King's own warrior band,
True lights to lighten every land.
Theirs was the steadfast faith of Saints,
The hope that never yields nor faints,
The love of Christ in perfect glow,
That lay the prince of this world low.
In them the Father's glory shone,
In them the Spirit's will was done,
The Son Himself exults in them;
Joy fills the new Jerusalem.
Praise to the Father, with the Son,
And Holy Spirit, Three in One;
As ever was in ages past,
And so shall be while ages last.