Thirteen & Death for Martyrs:
Then I saw the lucent sky, in which I heard different kinds of
music, marvelously embodying all the meanings I had heard before. I
heard the praises of the joyous citizens of Heaven, steadfastly
preserving in the ways of Truth: and laments calling people back to
those praises and joys; and the exhortations of the virtues,
spurring one another on to secure the salvation of the peoples
ensnared by the Devil. And the virtues destroyed the snares, so that
the faithful at last through repentance passed out of their sins and
And their song,
like the voice of the multitude, making music in harmony praising
the ranks of Heaven, had these words:
To the Martyrs
who have poured out your blood in triumph,
And conquered a
share in the blood of the Lamb who perished,
the slain calfs sacrifice,
And so built
the Church, what a great reward is yours!
followed the Lamb, and despised your bodies,
pains, and so recaptured your portions.
rose blossoms, blessed in the joy of your bloods effusion!
blood flowed forth from the inner counsel
Of Him Who has
been always, without beginning,
before time began His great redemption.
company is honor, whose blood abounded
To build the church in the stream from your noble wounds.