Hymner til Maktene

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Her kan vi legge inn hymner til de maktene vi liker best, enten de er lyse eller mørke eller midt i mellom; eller vi kan legge inn de hymnene vi liker best, også om de er til makter vi ikke liker.

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Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart
"Davide Penitente"(1785)

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Of on that is so fayr and bright,
Velud maris stella,
Brighter than the dayis light,
Parens et puella,
Ic crie to thee, thou se to me;
Levedy, preye thi sone for me,
Tam pia,
That ic mote come to thee,
Maria.

Levedi, flour of alle thing,
Rosa sine spina,
Thu bere Jhesu hevene king,
Gratia divina;
Of alle thu berst the pris,
Levedi, quene of parays,
Electa,
Mayde, milde Moder,
Es effecta.

Of kare, consell thou ert best,
Felix fecundata;
Of alle wery thou ert rest,
Mater honorata;
Bisek him with milde mod
That for ous alle sad is blod
In cruce,
That we moten komen til him
In luce.

Al this world was forlore
Eva peccatrice,
Tyl our Lord was ybore
De te genitrice:
With Ave it went away
Thuster nyth and comet the day
Salutis,
The welle springet hut of thee
Virtutis.

Wel he wot he is thi sone,
Ventre quem portasti;
He wyl nout werne thee thi bone,
Parvum quem lactasti.
So hende and so god he his
He havet brout ous to blis
Superni,
That haves hidut the foule put
Inferni.

--- Anonym; 1300-tallet; Middle English