Hildegard von Bingen - Presul vere civitatis dalszöveg fordítás angol nyelvre

Bishop of the true city

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Bishop of the true city,
who, mounting heavenward on the temple
of the cornerstone,
were laid low on earth
for the sake of God.
 
You, an alien from the race of this world,
longed to become an exile
for the love of Christ.
 
Mountain of the mind enclosed,
you continually revealed your beauty’s aspect
in the mirror of the dove.
 
In the secret place you hid,
drunk with the scent of flowers,
through the trellis of the saints
glinting towards God.
 
Summit among heaven’s keystones,
that for transparency of life
sold the world,
this contest, gracious confessor,
is with you forever in the Lord.
 
For in your mind
the living spring with its most radiant light
brought forth the purest rivulets
on the path of salvation.
 
You are a great tower
before the altar of the highest God,
and to the summit of this tower you gave shade
with the smoke of fragrances.
 
O Disibod,
in your brightness,
through images of pure sound,
wondrously, you built the limbs of praise,
two-part music,
through the Son of Man.
 
You stand on high,
not blushing before the living God,
and with green dew you protect
those praising God with this song:
 
“O gentle life
and blessed perseverance,
which in this blessed Disibod always built
the most glorious brightness
in the heavenly Jerusalem.
 
Now praise be to God,
and in the form of that priestly beauty,
as he toils manfully.
Let heaven’s citizens rejoice
because of those who imitate them
in this way!
 


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