O viriditas digiti Dei (Symphonia 42)

For the Octave of St. Disibod, a Responsory by St. Hildegard of Bingen^[1]

St. Disibod
Oil on canvas, 17th c.
(From Colonial Art)

V. O viriditas digiti Dei, in qua Deus constituit      plantationem que in excelso resplendent      ut statuta columna: R. Tu gloriosa in preparatione Dei. V. Et o altitudo montis que numquam dissipaberis in discretione Dei, tu tamen stas a longe ut exul, sed non est in potestate armati    qui te rapiat.

V. O fresh viridity of God’s creative finger, in which God planted his      green vineyard that glistens in the heights,      a lofty pillar: R. How glorious you are as you prepare for God! V. And O, the mountain’s height! O never shall you be laid low at God’s discerning judgment— no, you stand yet afar, an exile, but not ensnared by that brigand’s power who snatches after you.

O mirum admirandum (Symphonia 41)

For the Feast of St. Disibod, an Antiphon by St. Hildegard of Bingen^[1]

“The Ruins of the Disibodenberg
Monastery,” Lithograph, 1833.
From Gemeinfrei IGL-Bildarchiv.

O mirum admirandum quod    absconsa forma precellit      ardua in honesta statura, ubi vivens altitudo profert mistica. Unde, o Disibode, surges in fine, succurrente flore omnium ramorum      mundi, ut primum surrexisti.

O wonder, O how wondrous! A hidden form, so hard, so high,      so steep, surpasses in its lofty honor— where Living Height itself reveals the mysteries. And so, O Disibod, you shall arise at th’ end of time as first you rose— the flow’r of all the branches      of the world comes to your aid.