O res mirabilis! manducat Dominum Pauper, servus et humilis. Te, trina Deitas una que, poscimus, Sic nos tu visita, sicut te colimus : Per tuas semitas duc nos quo tendimus, Ad lucem quam inhabi tas. Amen. V. Posuit fines tuos pacem. Alleluia. R. Et adipe frumenti satiat te. Alleluia. now exclude shade. the O strange effects of love! the sov'reign God Becomes the poor's, the slave's, the sinner's food. O Three in One, we humbly thee implore, To manifest thyself as we adore: By thy own ways instruct us how to move, To find th' abyss of light, in which thou dwell'st above. V. He hath placed peace in the borders. Alleluia. R. And filled thee with the fat of corn. Alleluia. ECCE PANIS. Ecce panis angelorum, Lo! then, O man! involv'd in rapture see Factus cibus viatorum: Vere panis filiorum, Non mittendus canibus. The bread of angels thus made meat for thee : Meat to refresh the pilgrim in his way To the blest regions of eternal day : A sweet viatic and divine repast, True children's bread, to dogs not to be cast. In figuris præsignatur, Wrapt up in types the Cum Isaac immolatur : Datur manna patribus. Bone Pastor, panis vere Jesu nostri miserere : Tu nos bona fac videre In terra viventium. Lamb long figured lay, Till circling years the shadows drove away. In Isaac 'twas in lively figure slain, And in the Paschal Lamb that we may see Good things with those who live and reign with thee In heav'n's blest land, for ever there to spend, In pure celestial joys, joys ne'er to end. Tu, qui cuncta scis et 0 thou, all-good O all vales, pow'rful, and all-wise, Qui nos pascis hic mor tales; Tuos ibi commensales, Cohæredes et sodales, Who feasts us here with thy own sacrifice, Make us sit down with thee among the blest, At thy own table in eternal rest; Fac sanctorum civium. Where we, with them, Vere passum immolatum In cruce pro homine. Cujus latus perforatum Unda fluxit cum sanguine: Esto nobis prægustatum In mortis examine. O dulcis, O pie, O Jesu fili Mariæ HAIL, Jesus! humbly we salute, Of Mary's spotless womk the fruit Victim that on the cross was slain For men, 'mid agony and pain. There where a lance hath pierc'd its side, Out flow'd of water, blood, a tide. Give us, in death's ast struggling pain, The virtues of thy death to gain. O pious Jesus! Saviour meek! Have mercy on us mortals weak, Miserere nostri. Amen. O give us peace, eternal rest, V. Cibavit illos ex adipe frumenti. Alleluia. R. Et de petra melle saturavit eos. Alleluia. V. Panem cœli dedit eis. Alleluia. R. Panem angelorum manducabit homo. Allel. With God, the angels, and the bless'd. V. He fed them with the fat of wheat. Alleluia. R. And filled them with honey out of the rock. Alleluia. V. He gave them bread from heaven. Alleluia. R. Thou shalt eat the bread of Angels. Alleluia. Hymn for the Sundays in Lent. AUDI BENIGNE. AUDI benigne Conditor, Nostras preces cum fleti. bus, In hoc sacro jejunio Fusas quadragenario. Scrutator alme cordium, Infirma tu scis virium, Remissionis gratiam. Multum quidem peccavimus, Sed parce confitentibu ; Ad nominis laudem tui O GRACIOUS Lord, incline thine ears To th' humble prayers with contrite tears, Which in this sacred fast of Lent, Are offer'd by the peni tent. Searcher of hearts, whose piercing eyes. See clearly man's infirmities; To convert sinners grant the grace Of pardon, and our sins efface. Our crimes are grievous to excess, But spare us, who our guilt confess; And for thy greater praise, apply |