# The Sacred Heart's own Matins hymn ("Auctor beáte sǽculi"). Live-
# verified against Divinum Officium (Divino Afflatu - 1954, 2026-06-12,
# the Sacred Heart itself) — not the Monastic Tridentinum 1617 track,
# which doesn't observe this feast on the same date at all (live-
# checked: shows St. Barnabas instead, unaffected). This project's own
# rubric/precedence track is Divino Afflatu anyway (see the repo's
# CLAUDE.md), so this is a real, consistent source choice, not a
# deviation. Self-contained — its own final stanza is the hymn's natural
# theological close, not a separate swappable doxology.
#
# Closes the same real mechanism gap already fixed for Ascension/
# Pentecost/Corpus Christi (`sacred-heart` is a temporal-feast id, not a
# saint record — see hours/resolve-common.ts's
# `ALWAYS_OVERRIDE_TEMPORAL_IDS`).
id: matins-hymn-sacred-heart
text:
  la: >-
    Auctor beáte sǽculi,

    Christe, Redémptor ómnium,

    Lumen Patris de lúmine,

    Deúsque verus de Deo.


    Amor coégit te tuus

    Mortále corpus súmere,

    Ut novus Adam rédderes,

    Quod vetus ille abstúlerat.


    Ille amor, almus ártifex

    Terræ marísque, et síderum,

    Erráta patrum míserans,

    Et nostra rumpens víncula.


    Non Corde discédat tuo

    Vis illa amóris íncliti:

    Hoc fonte gentes háuriant

    Remissiónis grátiam.


    Percússum ad hoc est láncea,

    Passúmque ad hoc est vúlnera:

    Ut nos laváret sórdibus,

    Unda fluénte, et sánguine.


    Jesu, tibi sit glória,

    Qui Corde fundis grátiam,

    Cum Patre, et almo Spíritu,

    In sempitérna sǽcula. Amen.
  en: >-
    O Christ, the world's Creator bright,

    Who didst mankind from sin redeem,

    Light from the Father's glorious light,

    True God of God, in bliss supreme.


    Thy love compelled thee to assume

    A mortal body, man to save;

    Reversing the old Adam's doom;

    Our ransom the new Adam gave.


    That love which gloriously framed all

    The earth, the stars, and wondrous sea

    Took pity on our parents' fall,

    Broke all our bonds and set us free.


    O Saviour, let thy potent love

    Flow ever from thy bounteous heart;

    To nations that pure fount above

    The grace of pardon will impart.


    His heart for this was opened wide,

    And wounded by the soldier's spear,

    That freely from his sacred side

    Might flow the streams our souls to clear.


    Glory to Father and to Son,

    And to the Holy Ghost the same,

    To whom all power, when time is done,

    And endless rule, in endless fame. Amen.
status:
  la: verified
  en: verified