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“The voice that testifies to truth cannot be stilled.”
― Aurelius Prudentius Clemens

“But from the wide roof of the sky
Christ's voice peals forth with urgent cry,
Calling our sleep-bound hearts to rise
And greet the dawn with wakeful eyes.”
― Aurelius Prudentius Clemens, The Hymns of Prudentius

“Mine is no rhetorician's fame,
No petty usury I claim;
Nor am I skilled to face the foe:
'Tis Thou, O Christ, alone I know.

Yea, I have learnt to wait on Thee
With heart and lips of purity,
Humbly my knees in prayer to bend,
And tears with songs of praise to blend.”
― Aurelius Prudentius Clemens, The Hymns of Prudentius

“But thou, O Christ, put sleep to flight
And break the iron bands of night,
Free us from burden of past sin
And shed Thy morning rays within.”
― Aurelius Prudentius Clemens, The Hymns of Prudentius

“Din zori și până în apus
Avem un ochi acolo sus,
Ce zilnic e cercetător
Al vorbelor și faptelor.
El vede tot și știe-orice
În tot ce facem martor e
De dreapta judecat-a Lui
Nu scapă gândul nimănui.”
― Prudentius, Cathemerina - Prudentius

“With sober prayer on Jesus call;
Let tears with our strong crying fall;
Sleep cannot on the pure soul steal
That supplicates with fervent zeal.”
― Aurelius Prudentius Clemens, The Hymns of Prudentius

“Christ, our Captain, for a season deigned to dwell in Death's domain,
That the dead, long time imprisoned, might return to life again,
Breaking by His great example ancient sins' enthralling chain.”
― Aurelius Prudentius Clemens, The Hymns of Prudentius

“Thus I by my loquacious tongue
From the heaven of silence am led
Into perils unknown and dark.
Not as Peter, disciple true,
Confident in his virtue and faith,
I am as one whose unnumbered sins
Have shipwrecked on the rolling seas.…
How easily can I be shipwrecked,
One untaught in seafaring arts,
Unless you, almighty Christ,
Stretch forth your hand with help divine.
(How Easily Can I Be Shipwrecked, Contra Symmachum)”
― Prudentius

“Let me chant in sacred numbers, as I strike each sounding string,
Chant in sweet, melodious anthems, glorious deeds of Christ our King;
He, my Muse, shall be thy story; with His praise my lyre shall ring.”
― Aurelius Prudentius Clemens, The Hymns of Prudentius

“Our sins are as a ghastly night,
And seal with slumbers deep our sight.”
― Aurelius Prudentius Clemens, The Hymns of Prudentius