prophets, who fall down before thee and cast their crowns before thy throne: shout for joy unto thee for me.
May the four living creatures having wings, which day and night show forth thy praise: shout for joy unto thee for me.
May the most loving and worshipful brotherhood of the Apostles, by whose intercessions thou dost wonderfully sustain thy Church: shout for joy unto thee for me.
May the victor army of thy martyrs, whose robes are ruddy with thy precious Blood: shout for joy unto thee for me.
May the goodly host of confessors, whom thou hast translated into thy marvellous light: shout for joy unto thee for me.
May all thy holy and unspotted Virgins, clothed upon with the serene splendour of thy snow-white purity: shout for joy unto thee for me.
May they shout aloud unto thee for me that new song which breaks forth evermore from their hearts as they follow thee whithersoever thou goest: O Jesus, Bridegroom of Virgin souls.
May all the whole army of thine elect, thine own peculiar people, shout for joy unto thee for me for thou art their God, and they are thy people for ever.
May all thy marvellous works throughout heaven and earth shout for joy unto
