O _Lord_, O King, resplendent on the citadel of heaven, all hail
continually; and of Thy clemency upon Thy people still do Thou _have
_Lord_, Whom the hosts of cherubim in songs and hymns with praise
continually proclaim, do Thou _upon_ us eternally _have mercy_.
The armies aloft, O _Lord_, do sing high praise to Thee, even they to
whom the seraphim reply, “do Thou _have mercy_.”
O _Christ_, enthroned as King above, whom the nine orders of angels in
their beauty praise without ceasing, deign Thou _upon us_, Thy servants,
ever to _have mercy_.
O _Christ_, whom Thy one only Church throughout the world doth hymn, O
Thou to whom the sun, the moon, and stars, the land and sea, do service
ever, do Thou _have mercy_.
O _Christ_, those holy ones, the heirs of the eternal country, one and
all with utter joy proclaim Thee in a most worthy strain: do Thou _have
mercy upon us_.
O _Lord_, O gentle Son of Mary free, O King of Kings, blessed Redeemer,
upon those who have been ransomed from the power of death, by Thine own
blood, ever _have mercy_.
O noblest unbegotten, yet begotten Son, having no beginning of age, yet
without effort (in the weakness of God) excelling all things, upon this
Thy congregation in Thy pity, _Lord have mercy_.
O Sun of Righteousness, in all unclouded glory, supreme dispenser of
justice, in that great day when Thou shalt strictly judge all nations,
we earnestly beseech Thee, upon This Thy people, who here stand before
Thy presence, in Thy pity, _Lord, then have mercy upon us_. Amen.
“Dunstan of Canterbury