We believe in thy words, O Redeemer,
Which, when triumphing over death's darkness,
Thou didst speak to thy robber companion,
Bidding him in thy footprints to follow.
Lo, now to the faithful is opened
The bright road to paradise leading;
Man again is permitted to enter
The garden he lost to the serpent.
To that sacred abode, O great Leader,
Take, we pray thee, the soul of thy servant;
Let is rest in its native country,
Which it left, as an exile to wander.
-Prudentius, Hymn for Every Day, 10.157-168
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