Christ, lines 214-347

O King of Peace: the poet praises God’s creation of light and asks the Lord to come now and reveal His mercy. The wolf has driven the flock apart, and so we ask the God come and send the devil to hell and rise up to his own eternal kingdom.

O splendor of the world: the poet praises Mary for her purity. He tells of the prophet Isaiah and asks Mary to plead for us.

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