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A HYMN IN HONOR OF THE HOLY MARTYRS EMETERIUS AND CHELIDONIUS OF CALAHORRA1
Heaven has written down two martyrsâ namesâa pair
That Christ, inscribing them in golden letters there,
Has noted in bright characters of blood on earth.
Thatâs why the whole world honors Spain for its great worth,
With crowns of glory, as a place2 that God thought best
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(And pure enough) to give these bones and bodies rest.
Spain drank the warm blood-stream of these two forced to die;
Its people flock to martyrsâ sands made sacred by
That holy blood. They pray, they offer, and they vow.
And even folk from far-off countries come here now,
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Since word of this has spread throughout the world, revealing
Here are patrons of that world whom all, by kneeling
And praying honest prayers to, cannot fail but reach.
From here, tears dried, the one who would beseech
Them turns in joy: all proper prayers are heard, he knows.
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Such care for othersâ cares this pair of martyrs shows,
That simple prayers are not in vain. At once, they hear,
And at eternal Godâs throne, whisper in His ear.
From there, great gifts flow down. The very Fountainhead
Chrisms and heals the troubled souls of those whoâve pled.
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For Christ always says yes to those who witness Himâ
Those witnesses whom neither chains nor fear of grim
Death keeps from attesting God, even if it cost
Their very blood. Eternal life repays whatâs lost.
This is a good death, honoring good men: their doomed-
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To-be-corrupted flesh that weak-strung sinews loomed,
Goes to the sword; their death defeats their enemy.3
To take that sword-stroke is to suffer beautifully.
The wide wound opens up a gateway for the just:
The soul baptized in blood springs from its homeâthe breast.
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These,4 who knew well the hard life they had led before,
Soon battled for the holy sites. Well-skilled in war
And arms, they strapped on swords for Christ in His eternal
Cause. They choose the holy Cross, not the infernal
Dragon-flag of Caesar, followed once.5 No, now
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They fly the Crossâs sign to make the dragon bow.
To wield a skillful lance they now thought basely mean;
To moat a camp, or smash a wall by siege machine,
The sameâor letting blood befoul a godless hand.
About that time, great Rome sent out a cruel command:
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Return to pagan gods, with true faith sacrificed.
Romeâsecond heir to Israelâ must forswear Christ.
Deathâs iron sword sought out our faith, to no avail,
For still its strengthâfrom love of Christârefused to fail,
Welcoming rod and double-claw6 and axe. In jail,
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These two were bound with fettering links and iron bands.
The torturer, each trial, racked them with savage hands,
As faithful speech was punished. Truth was thought a crime.
And then the sword struck hard, beating to earth sublime
Virtue, inhaling the flames the awful pyre made.
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As goodness burned, it then was sweet; sweet was the blade.
There, two loving brothersâ hearts grew warm together
That always had been yoked in faith, brother to brother.7
They stood prepared for all their final fate might bring:
If the headsman chopped their necks as offering
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(After theyâd felt the cracking scourge or scorching grate),
Or if the leopard or the lion were their fate.8
âShall we bow down to Mammon9âwe whom Christ has saved?
Made in Godâs form, shall we by mankind be enslaved?
Keep separate Heavenâs fires and the dark, and may
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Our lives, once taken when we signed our bond, repay
That debt in full. Now we renounce the things we owed
To Caesar, rendering unto God the things of God.10
You tribunes: go! Leave, you who are their ensignsâ lords. 11
And take the golden cuffs12 that were our woundsâ rewards.
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The angels call us hence as soldiers who will fight
For our Comm...