Aurora Lucis Rutilat

Nicetas of Remesiana

Benedictine Dominican
Cum rex ille fortíssimus, mortis confráctis víribus, pede concúlcans tártara solvit caténa míseros.	When the mighty king, treading hell underfoot, unbinds the chains of death’s broken might.
Ille, quem clausum lápide miles custódit ácriter, triúmphis pompa nóbili victor surgit de fúnere.	Despite a soldier’s keen watch, despite being closed in a tomb, he rises as conqueror from the grave, with the fanfare of unbelievable triumph.
Inférni iam gemítibus solútis et dolóribus, quia surréxit Dóminus respléndens clamat ángelus.	At the sound of hell’s wails and the scattering of sorrows a shining angel cries out that the Lord has risen.
Esto perénne méntibus paschále, Iesu, gáudium, et nos renátos grátiæ tuis triúmphis ággrega.	O Jesus, gladden us with perennial Paschal joy, and join us, reborn of grace, to your triumph.
Iesu, tibi sit glória, qui morte victa prænites, cum Patre et almo Spíritu, in sempitérna sæcula. Amen.	Glory to you, O Jesus, who with the Father and the blessed Spirit, outshine conquered death from age to age. Amen.