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It is no earthly summer's ray
That sheds this golden brightness 'round,
Crowning with heav'nly light the day
The princes of the Church were crowned.
The blessed seer to whom was giv'n
The hearts of men to teach and school,
And he that keeps the keys of heav'n,
Reserved for those that own his rule.
Fathers of mighty Rome, whose word
Shall pass the doom of life or death,
By humble cross and bleeding sword,
Well have they won their laurel wreath.
First upload: September 16, 2005