All glory, laud, and honour
To Thee, Redeemer, King!
To Whom the lips of children
Made sweet Hosannas ring.
— John Mason Neale
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See also: Theodulf of Orléans, Gloria, laus et honor
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Brief life is here our portion,
Brief sorrow, short-lived care:
The Life that knows no ending,
The tearless Life, is there.
Good King Wenceslas look'd out
On the Feast of Stephen,
When the snow lay round about,
Deep, and crisp, and even.
Bring me flesh, and bring me wine,
Bring me pine-logs hither.
O come, O come, Emmanuel,
And ransom captive Israel.
In his master’s steps he trod,
Where the snow lay dinted;
Heat was in the very sod
Which the Saint had printed.
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