This is a hymn for the Feast of St. John the Evangelist. It was also used in the Paris Breviary for Lauds on the Feast of St. John the Apostle Before the Latin Gate (May 6.)
An exile for the Faith
Of thy Incarnate Lord,
Beyond the stars,—beyond all space,
Thy soul unprison’d soar’d:
There saw in glory Him
Who liveth, and was dead;
There Juda’s Lion, and the Lamb
That for our ransom bled:
There of the Kingdom learnt
The mysteries sublime,—
How, sown in Martyrs’ blood, the Faith
Should spread from clime to clime.
*There the new City, bath’d
In her dear Spouse’s light,
Pure seat of bliss, thy spirit saw,
And gloried in the sight.
*Now to the Lamb’s clear fount,
To drink of life their fill,
Thou callest all ;—O Lord, in me
This blessed thirst instil.
To Jesus, Virgin born,
Praise with the Father be;
Praise to the Spirit Paraclete,
Through all eternity.
Words: Nicolas le Tourneux, 17th C.; tr. Fr. Edward Caswall, C.O., 1849.
*These stanzas are not present in the Latin text available to me. It is unclear from where Fr. Caswall got them.
The original Latin text of this hymn may be found here.