We'll pray Vespers at 5:45 tomorrow evening, with the Divine Service following at 6:15.
Sweet flow'rets of the martyr's band
Plucked by the tyrant's ruthless hand
Upon the threshold of the morn,
Like rosebuds by a tempest torn;
First victims for the incarnate Lord,
A tender flock to feel the sword;
Beside the altar's ruddy ray,
With palm and crown you seem to play.
Ah, what availed King Herod's wrath?
He could not stop the Savior's path.
Alone, while others murdered lay,
In safety Christ is borne away.
O Lord, the virgin-born, we sing
Eternal praise to You, our King,
Whom with the Father we adore
And Holy Spirit evermore.
Aurelius Prudentius Clemens (348-c. 413)
LSB 969 [Accompaniment Edition]
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