Vexilla regis prodeunt - Noël Akchoté, Гийом Дюфаи
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Vexilla regis prodeunt - Noël Akchoté, Гийом Дюфаи

Альбом
Dufay: Hymns
Год
2019
Язык
`Latin`
Длительность
54890

Below is the lyrics of the song Vexilla regis prodeunt , artist - Noël Akchoté, Гийом Дюфаи with translation

Lyrics " Vexilla regis prodeunt "

Original text with translation

Vexilla regis prodeunt

Noël Akchoté, Гийом Дюфаи

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Vexilla Regis prodeunt;

Fulget Crucis mysterium

Quo carne carnis conditor

Suspensus est patibulo

Confixa clavis viscera

Tendens manus, vestigia

Redemptionis gratia

Hic immolata est hostia

Quo vulneratus insuper

Mucrone diro lanceae

Ut nos lavaret crimine

Manavit unda et sanguine

Impleta sunt quae concinit

David fideli carmine

Dicendo nationibus:

Regnavit a ligno Deus

Arbor decora et fulgida

Ornata Regis purpura

Electa digno stipite

Tam sancta membra tangere

Beata, cuius brachiis

Pretium pepndit saeculi:

Statera facta corporis

Praedam tulitqu tartari

Fundis aroma cortice

Vincis sapore nectare

Iucunda fructu fertili

Plaudis triumpho nobili

Salve, ara, salve, victima

De passionis gloria

Qua vita mortem pertulit

Et morte vitam reddidit

O Crux ave, spes unica

Hoc Passionis tempore!

Piis adauge gratiam

Reisque dele crimina

Te, fons salutis Trinitas

Collaudet omnis spiritus:

Quibus crucis victoriam

Largiris adde praemium

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The King's banners proceed;

The mystery of the Cross shines

Who is the creator of the flesh of the flesh

Hanged on a gallows

The bowels are nailed to the nails

Stretching hands, steps

Redemption Grace

This victim is sacrificed

He was also wounded

The sword of a dire spear

To wash away the crime

water and blood

Filled with the things that sing in

David with a faithful poem

By saying to the nations

He reigned from the tree of God

Tree beautiful and shining

Ornamented in purple

Picking a worthy club

Touch such holy limbs

Blessed is he in whose arms

The price of time has hung

The balance of the body

She took the booty of hell

Spice sling bark

You win the flavor of nectar

Pleasant fruit and fruitful

Applaud the triumph of the noble

Hail, altar, hello, victim

The depassion of glory

Which life endured death

And death restored life

Hail, oh cross, our only hope

This is the time of Passion!

Increase the grace of the godly

Wipe out criminals

You, the source of salvation

Let every spirit extol

Victory on the cross

Give and add reward

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