The St. Gregory Hymnal and Catholic Choir Book Part 16

The St. Gregory Hymnal and Catholic Choir Book Part 16

No. 51


THE BLESSED SACRAMENT


Hail to Thee! true Body Ave Verum Corpus


J. F. Kloss Translated by Father Caswall Arr. by N. A. M.


Con anima



Hail to Thee, true Body sprung From the Virgin Marys womb!


The same that on the Cross was hung, And bore for man the bitter doom!


Thou, Whose Side was piercd and flowd Both with water and with blood; Suffer us to taste of Thee, In our lifes last agony.


Son of Mary, Jesus blest!


Sweetest, gentlest, holiest!


Copyright 1920 by N. A. M.


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THE BLESSED SACRAMENT


Sing, my tongue, the Saviours glory Pange Lingua gloriosi


Tr. Rev. E. Caswall M. Haydn


1.


Sing, my tongue, the Saviours glory, Of His Flesh the mystry sing; Of the Blood all price exceeding Shed by our immortal King, Destined, for the worlds redemption, From a n.o.ble womb to spring,


2.


Of a pure and spotless Virgin Born for us on earth below, He, as Man, with man conversing, Stayed, the seeds of truth to sow; Then He closed in solemn order Wonderously His Life of Woe.


3.


On the night of that Last Supper, Seated with His chosen band, He the Paschal victim eating, First fulfills the laws command; Then, as Food to His Apostles Gives Himself with His own Hand.


4.


Word made Flesh, the bread of nature By His word to Flesh He turns; Wine into His Blood He changes: What through sense no change discerns?


Only be the heart in earnest, Faith her lesson quickly learns.


Tantum ergo Sacramentum


5.


Down in adoration falling, Lo! The sacred Host we hail; Lo! Oer ancient forms departing, Newer rites of grace prevail; Faith for all defects supplying, Where the feeble senses fail.


6.


To the Everlasting Father, And the Son Who reigns on high, With the Holy Ghost proceeding Forth from Each eternally, Be salvation, honor, blessing, Might, and endless majesty. Amen.


Copyright 1920 by N. A. M.


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THE BLESSED SACRAMENT


Jesus, my Lord, my G.o.d, my All


Father Faber Nicola A. Montani


Slowly


1.


Jesus, my Lord, my G.o.d, my All!


How can I love Thee as I ought?


And how revere this wondrous gift, So far surpa.s.sing hope or thought?


Refrain Sweet Sacrament! We Thee adore!


Oh, make us love Thee more and more. (Repeat refrain ad lib)


2.


Had I but Marys sinless heart To love Thee with my dearest King!


Oh, with what bursts of fervent praise Thy goodness, Jesus! Would I sing!


3.


Thy Body, Soul, and G.o.dhead all!


O mystery of love divine!


I cannot compa.s.s all I have, For all Thou hast and art are mine.


4.


Sound, sound His praises higher still, And come, ye angels, to our aid; Tis G.o.d! tis G.o.d! The very G.o.d, Whose powr both man and angels made!


Copyright 1920 by N. A. M.


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