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        The king’s flags sally forth;the mystery of the cross shines brilliantly:
 in which the maker of flesh, in flesh
 hangs from a yoke.
Who, so that he might wash away our crimes,was wounded above
 by the lance’s fearful, sharp edge
 and poured forth water and blood.
O shining and lovely cross,decorated with a king’s purple [blood],
 O worthy trunk chosen
 to touch such holy limbs!
Blessed are you on whose branchesthe world’s ransom hung;
 the body’s balance was made
 and hell’s plunder was brought.
Greetings, altar; greetings, victimof the passion’s glory
 by which life endures death
 and by death restores life!
Greetings, O cross, our only hope!in this time of the passion
 increase grace for the faithful
 and remove the crimes of our deeds.
Let every spirit praise you,O Trinity, fountain of salvation;
 strengthen through the ages
 those you save through the mystery of the cross.
        Amen.
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