When the tyrant's order prevailed, the furnace was fired sevenfold
In it, the Children were not burned
But trampling under foot the King's decree they cried out
'All the works of the Lord, praise the Lord, and exalt Him forever'
Glory to You our God, glory to You
The woman, O Christ, poured out the precious myrrh on Your exalted
Divine and awesome Head; and touched Your most pure feet with her defiled hands
Crying out: 'All the works of the Lord, praise the Lord, and exalt Him forever'
Glory to You our God, glory to You
She who was immersed in sin
Washed the feet of the Creator with her tears
And dried them with her hair
She was forgiven for all that she had com mitted in her life
And cried aloud: 'All the works of the Lord, praise the Lord, and exalt Him forever'
We glorify Father, Son and Holy Spirit, the Lord
The grateful woman was ransomed from her sins
Through the saving Love of God and a fountain of tears
Washed clean by her confession, she was not ashamed
But cried aloud: 'All the works of the Lord, praise the Lord, and exalt Him forever'
We praise, we bless and worship the Lord
When the tyrant's order prevailed, the furnace was fired sevenfold
In it, the Children were not burned
But trampling under foot the King's decree, they cried out
'All the works of the Lord, praise the Lord, and exalt Him forever'