
French
c. 1533 – 1588
O sky and earth, and you, furious seas,
O fields and meadows adorned with blooms and trees,
In short, all things in this great universe,
Praise him, the one whom I love—
He who defeated inglorious Death,
Destroyed sin, and toppled Satan,
Who died through so many martyrs,
To grant me most fortunate redemption.
O such a singular and perfect reward
From this great God who fashioned me so well,
And who will make me as I wish it!
Would I not be incredibly ungrateful,
If I didn’t treasure him above all others—
Such a lover, a master, and father?