Saint Abundius | |
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Hermit, Bishop, and Confessor | |
Born | fifth century Thessalonica, Greece |
Died | 469[1] |
Major shrine | Basilica di Sant'Abbondio, Como |
Feast | 2 April |
Attributes | depicted in art as a bishop with a stag; sometimes he is shown raising a dead child to life[2] |
Patronage | The city and the diocese of Como |
Saint Abundius (also Abondius, Abundias, or Abbondio; early fifth century – 469) was a Bishop of Como, Northern Italy.
He was born at Thessalonica. Around 448 Abundius became the fourth Bishop of Como, succeeding Amantius.[3] He was present at the Council of Constantinople in 450, and took an active part against the Eutychian heresy at Chalcedon (451), where he was the representative of Pope Leo the Great. In 452 he also took part in the Council of Milan, convened to refute the same heresy. Abundius is one of those to whom the authorship of the Te Deum is occasionally attributed.
The Romanesque church of Sant'Abbondio at Como, consecrated in 1095 by Pope Urban II, is dedicated to him, and his relics are conserved beneath its principal altar.[4]
This article incorporates text from a publication now in the public domain: Herbermann, Charles, ed. (1913). "Abundius". Catholic Encyclopedia. Robert Appleton Company.
Abundius (fl. 451 – 469) was a saint and bishop of Como, Italy.
Abundius is also the name of:
Abends,
wenn sich der Tag verkriecht.
Abends,
wenn es nach Freiheit riecht.
Abends,
sperr' deine Wünsche nicht ein.
Abends,
wenn sich das Leben schminkt.
Abends,
wenn die Stadt Sehnsucht trinkt.
Abends,
laß' mal dein Zimmer allein.
Neonlichter, die blitzen,
Lichtreflexe in Pfützen.
Bleib' im Auto ruhig sitzen.
Schalt' dein Radio an,
fahr' die Straßen entlang.
Illusion hinter Scheiben,
Menschen, Kinos und Kneipen.
Irgendwo wirst du bleiben,
und dort findest du mich,
denn ich warte auf dich.
Abends,
wenn sich der Tag verkriecht.
Abends...
Lieder, die nach dir greifen,
Blicke, die dich nur streifen,
Träume, die in dir reifen,
warten auf den Moment,
bis uns zwei nichts mehr trennt.
Du hast nichts zu verlieren,
dein Gefühl wird dich führen,
laß' es einfach passieren,
uns gehört diese Nacht
bis der Morgen erwacht.