The Exultet or Easter Proclamation (Praeconium Paschale) is the hymn of praise sung by the deacon before the paschal candle during the Easter Vigil in the Roman Rite of Mass.
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 lightning 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.)
And with your spirit.)
Lift up your hearts.
We lift them up to the Lord.
Let us give thanks to the Lord our God.
It is right and just. The Lord be with you.
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.
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,
leading 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.
O love, O charity beyond all telling,
to ransom a slave you gave away your Son!
O truly necessary sin of Adam,
destroyed completely by the Death of Christ!
O happy fault
that earned so great, so glorious a Redeemer!
worthy alone to know the time and hour
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 wickedness, washes faults away,
restores innocence to the fallen, and joy to mourners,
drives out hatred, fosters concord, and brings down the mighty.
On this, your night of grace, 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.
by the Morning Star:
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.