Breviary Hymns and Missal Sequences, Saint Mary Magdalen, Vespers

Father of Light, when Thy sweet look
Upon the Magdalen doth rest,
Thou dost excite the flames of love,
And melt the ice within her breast.

Wounded with love, she runs to pour
Ointment upon Thy Blessed Feet,
To wash with tears, and with her hair
To wipe them dry, with kisses sweet.

She fears not by the Cross to stand,
Beside the Tomb she longs to stay,
She does not dread the soldiers fierce,
Her charity drives fear away.

O Thou, who art true Charity,
From sin, O Christ, now cleanse our soul;
Oh fill our hearts with richest grace,
And with Eternal life console.

To Father and to Son alike,
And to Thee, Holy Spirit, be,
As hath been, so for evermore,
Glory for all Eternity. Amen.

– translated by Archbishop Edward Gilpin Bagshawe, C.O., Bishop of Nottingham, England