|Cuius corpus sanctissimum
in ara crucis torridum,
sed et cruorem roseum
gustando, Dei vivimus.
|Upon the Altar of the Cross
His Body hath redeemed our loss:
and tasting of his roseate Blood,
our life is hid with Him in God.
The “cruor roseum” mentioned here in the Hymn for Vespers of Easter Sunday is the rose-coloured mixture of the streams of blood and water from the pierced side of the crucified. The inebriating rose coloured mixture that flows from his side is the rosy-fingered Dawn of the whole sacramental dispensation of the Church: herald and foretaste of the bright sun of the heavenly feast, his kingdom where he will again drink with us “the fruit of the vine:” Laetare Ierusalem: et conventum facite omnes qui diligitis eam: gaudete cum laetitia, qui in tristitia fuistis: ut exultetis, et satiemini ab uberibus consolationis vestrae.