| Martyr Dei Venantius,Lux et decus Camertium,
 Tortore victo et judice,
 Lætus triumphum concinit.
Annis puer, post vincula,Post carceres, post verbera,
 Longa fame frementibus
 Cibus datur leonibus.
Sed ejus innocentæParcit leonum immanitas,
 Pedesque lambent Martyris,
 Iræ famisque immemores.
Verso deorsum verticeHaurire fumum cogitur:
 Costas atrimque et viscera
 Succensa lampas ustulat.
Sit laus Patri, sit Filio,Tibique sancta Spiritus:
 Da per preces Venantii
 Beata nobis gaudia.
 | Venantius, hail! God’s Martyr bright,Thy country’s honor and her light;
 Who didst with joy thy triumph sing,
 Thy judge and tortures conquering.
A child in years, he heeds no pain,Nor dungeon damp, nor galling chain;
 The tender youth for food is thrown
 To lions, mad with hunger grown.
O wondrous sight! the beasts of preyTheir food reject, and turn away;
 Then tamely lick the Martyr’s feet,
 A tribute to his virtue meet.
Then downwards hung, his mouth exposedTo clouds of smoke beneath disposed,
 Whilst with slow torches, burning clear,
 His naked breasts and sides they sear.
Praise to the Father, and the Son,And Holy Spirit, Three in One;
 Oh! grant that through this Martyr’s prayer,
 Your blissful joy we all may share.
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