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Folio 74v
Devotions to the cross and passion of Jesus Christ, continued.
Prayer, Omnibus consideratis, continued
The fruit of Christ's passion and his blood, flowing copiously, have brought our suffering to an end; and hell, destroyed by them, gives forth a bitter groan.
sionis tue fructus,
et cruoris tui fluctus,
defluens\ largissime,
Finem fecit nostri luctus
per hunc infernus\ destructus,
gemit amarissime.
A hymn to the wood of the holy cross (RH, 2, p 675).
Ad lignum sancte crucis.\
Hymn, Triumphale lignum crucis.
A hymn invoking the wood of the cross. It leads us back to celestial joy when we have strayed. Its divine power opens the gates of the true light and closes the jaws of our grim enemy. The author venerates the cross for the sake of Christ, who by it led his little flock back to their homeland. It is a banner through which the bars of hell are broken and the nether regions are sealed off.
Triumphale lignum crucis,
tu seductos\ nos reducis,
ad superna gaudia.
Por\tas pandis vere lucis,
fauces claudis\ hostis trucis,
divina potencia.
Te adoro propter illum,\
qui per te gregem pusillum,
reduxit in patria.\
Confringens per hoc vexillum,
orthi [orchi] vectes et sigil\lum,
signans infernalia.
A hymn to the head of Christ and the crown of thorns (RH, 3, p 58).
Ad caput et coronam\ spineam.
Hymn, Ave caput inclinatum
A hymn invoking the head of Christ, bowed, mockingly crowned with thorns, pierced and bleeding, a model for the meek. The author asks that through the crown, stained red with the Creator's blood, the minds of men, perplexed and straying into sin, may become beautiful.
Ave caput inclinatum,
despec\tive coronatum,
spinis infidelium,
mul\tis locis perforatum,
circumquaque cruen\tatum,
exemplar humilium.
O corona preciosa,\
quam cruoris tinxit rosa,
plasmatoris omnium,
Per\ te fiat speciosa,
mens humana mens spinosa,\
declinans in vicium.
Hymns of salutation to the wounds of Christ.
To the wound in the right hand (RH, 3, p 560).
Ad vulnus dextre manus.\
Hymn, Salve vulnus dextre manus.
The author invokes the wound in the right hand, inflicted by the wicked Jews. From it blood streams down to the wretched, like the broad river Physon.
Salve vulnus, dextre manus,
velut\ Physon, rivus planus,
miseris sca\turiens,
Quod Iudeus inhumanus,\
inhonestus et insanus,
fodit deum nesciens.\
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