King of the saints,
invisible Word of the Father most High,
wisdom’s Prince, Ground of exertion, eternal Joy;
Jesus, Savior of the mortal race,
you the Shepherd, Cultivator,
you the Helmsman and the Ruler,
you the Wing that lifts to heaven
all the company of the saints;
Fisher of men;
them you came to deliver from the waters of sin;
to fish untainted by the envious sea
you cast the bait of sweet fresh life.
Guide your flock of spiritual sheep;
guide, holy King, guide your unsullied children.
The prints of Christ’s feet show the way to heaven.
Word everlasting, Age without end, undying Light,
Fountain of mercy, Doer of virtuous deeds,
exalted Life of them that sing God’s praises . . .
Let us together sing simple praises,
true hymns to Christ the King
Saint Cyprian, c. 200- 258, Bishop of Carthage, martyr
Now to the King eternal, immortal, invisible,
the only God, be honor and glory for ever and ever. Amen.