exult, let Angel ministers of God exult,
let the trumpet of salvation sound aloud our mighty King’s triumph!Be glad, let earth be glad, as glory floods her,
ablaze with light from her eternal King,
let all corners of the earth be glad,
knowing an end to gloom and darkness.
arrayed with the lighting of his glory,
let this holy building shake with joy,
filled with the mighty voices of the peoples.
standing in the awesome glory of this holy light,
invoke with me, I ask you,
the mercy of God almighty,
that he who has been pleased to number me,
though unworthy, among the Levites,
may pour into me his light unshadowed,
that I may sing this candle’s perfect praises.)
with ardent love of mind and heart,
and with devoted service of our voice,
to acclaim our God invisible, the almighty Father,
and Jesus Christ, our Lord, his Son, his Only Begotten.
Who for our sake paid Adam’s debt to the eternal Father,
and pouring out his own dear Blood
wiped clean the record of our ancient sinfulness.
in which is slain the Lamb, the one true Lamb,
whose Blood anoints the doorposts of believers.
when once you led our forebears,
Israel’s children, from slavery in Egypt
and made them pass dry-shod through the Red Sea.
that with a pillar of fire
banished the darkness of sin.
that even now, throughout the world,
sets Christian believers apart from worldly vices
and from the gloom of sin,
lending them to grace,
and joining them to his holy ones.
when Christ broke the prison-bars of death, and rose
victorious from the underworld.
had we not been redeemed.
to ransom a slave you gave away your Son!
destroyed completely by the Death of Christ!
that earned so great, so glorious a Redeemer!
when Christ rose from the underworld!
of which it is written:
The night shall be as bright as day,
dazzling is the night for me,
and full of gladness.
dispels all wickedness, washes faults away,
restores innocence to the fallen, and joy to mourners,
drives out hatred, fosters concord,
and brings down the mighty.
O holy Father, accept this candle, a solemn offering,
the work of bees and of your servants’ hands,
an evening sacrifice of praise,
this gift from your most holy Church.
which glowing fire ignites for God’s honor,
a fire into many flames divided,
yet never dimmed by sharing of its light,
for it is fed by melting wax,
drawn out by mother bees
to build a torch so precious.
when things of heaven are wed to those of earth,
and divine to the human.
we pray you that this candle,
hallowed to the honor of your name,
may persevere undimmed,
to overcome the darkness of this night.
and let it mingle with the lights of heaven.
the one Morning Star who never sets,
Christ your Son,
who coming back from death’s domain
has shed his peaceful light on humanity
and lives and reigns for ever and ever.