Chapter XXI: Part V: The Public Thanksgiving After Communion (7)

Nothing can harmless be.

Lava quod est sordidum,

Lord, wash our sinful stains away,

Riga quod est aridum,

Water from heaven our barren clay,

Sana quod est saucium.

Our wounds and bruises heal.

Flecte quod est rigidum,

To thy sweet yoke our stiff necks bow,

Fove quod est frigidum,

Warm with thy fire our hearts of snow,

Rege quod est devium.

Our wand'ring feet repel.

Da tuis fidelibus,

O grant thy faithful, dearest Lord,

In te confitentibus,

Whose only hope is thy sure word,

Sacrum septenarium.

The seven gifts of thy spirit.

Da virtutis meritum,

Grant us in life to obey thy grace,

Da salutis exitum,

Grant us in death to see thy face,

Da perenne gaudium. Amen.

And endless joys inherit. Amen.

The Prayer.

O God, to whom every heart lies open, every will speaks its desire, and from whom no secret is concealed; purify the thoughts of our hearts by the inspiration of the Holy Ghost, in order that we may perfectly love thee, and worthily praise thee: through our Lord Jesus Christ, thy Son, who with thee and the same Holy Ghost liveth, &c. Amen.

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Hymns For Festivals.

Hymns _for Corpus Christi, and for the Procession of
the Blessed Sacrament, on Holy Thursday_.

Pange lingua gloriosi

Sing, O my tongue, adore and praise

Corporis mysterium,

The depth of God's mysterious ways:

Sanguinisque pretiosi

How Christ, the world's great King, bestow'd

Quem in mundi pretium,

His flesh conceal'd in human food,

Fructus ventris generosi,

And left mankind the blood that paid

Rex effudit gentium.

The ransom for the souls he made.

Nobis datis, nobus natus,

Given from above, and born for man,

Ex intacta virgine;

From virgin chaste his life began:

Et in mundo conversatus

He liv'd on earth, and preached to sow

Sparso verbi semine,

The seeds of heavenly love below;

Sui notas incolatus

Then seal'd his mission from above

Miro clausit ordine!

With strange effects of power and love!

In supremæ nocte cœnæ,

'Twas on that ev'ning when the last

Recumbens cum fratribus,

And most mysterious supper past;

Observata lege plene

When Christ with his disciples sat,

Cibis in legalibus,

To close the law with legal meat;

Cibum turbæ duodense

Then to the twelve himself bestow'd

Se dat suis manibus.

With his own hands to be their food.

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Verbum caro, panem verum,

The Word made flesh for love of man,

Verbo carnem efficit:

His word turns bread to flesh again,

Fitque sanguis Christi merum,

And wine to blood, unseen by sense,

Et si sensus deficit,

By virtue of omnipotence:

Ad firmandum cor sincerum

And here the faithful rest secure,

Sola fides sufficit.

Whilst God can vouch and faith insure.

Tantum ergo sacramentum

To this mysterious table now,

Veneremur cernui;

Our knees, our hearts, and sense we bow:

Et antiquum documentum,

Let ancient rites resign their place

Novo cedat ritui,

To nobler elements of grace:

Præstet fides supplementum

And faith for all defects supply,

Sensuum defectui.

Whilst sense is lost in mystery.

Genitori, Genitoque,

To God the Father, born of none,

Laus et jubilatio,

To Christ his co-eternal Son,

Salus, honor, virtus, quoque,

And Holy Ghost, whose equal rays,

Sit et benedictio:

From both proceed, be equal praise:

Procedenti ab utroque,

One honour, jubilee, and fame,

Compar sit laudatio. Amen.

For ever bless his glorious name. Amen.

V. Panem de cœlo præstitisti eis. _Alleluia_.

V. Thou hast given them bread from heaven. _Alleluia_.

R. Omne delectamentum in se habentum. _Alleluia_.

R. Abounding with whatever is delicious. _Alleluia_.

[Transcriber's note: This is a better translation (with music)
from St. Gregory's Hymnal.
https://www.gutenberg.org/files/23673/23673-h/English.html#No._52]

1.
Sing, my tongue, the Saviour's glory,
Of His Flesh the myst'ry sing;
Of the Blood all price exceeding
Shed by our immortal King,
Destined, for the world's redemption,
From a noble 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 law's 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! O'er 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.

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The Prayer.

Deus, qui nobis sub Sacramento mirabili passionis tuæ memoriam reliquisti; tribue, quæsumus, ita nos corporis et sanguinis tui sacra mysteria venerari, ut redemptionis tuæ fructum in nobis jugiter sentiamus. Qui vivis, &c.

O God, who in this wonderful
sacrament hast left us
a memorial of thy passion:
grant us so to reverence the
sacred mysteries of thy body
and blood, that our souls
may be always sensible of
the fruit of thy redemption.
Who livest, &c.

Hymn _at the Elevation_.

O salutaris hostia,

O saving host, that heaven's gate,

Quæ cœli pandis ostium;

Laidst open at so dear a rate;

Bella premunt hostilia,

Intestine wars invade our breast;

Da robur, fer auxilium.

Be thou our strength, support, and rest.

Uni trinoque Domino,

To God the Father, and the Son,

Sit sempiterna gloria:

And Holy Spirit, three in one,

Qui vitam sine termino,

Be endless praise: may He above.

Nobis donet in patria.

With life eternal crown our love.

Finis.