Baltimore Catechism Volume Ii Part 20

2. Uni trinoque Domino Sit sempiterna gloria, Qui vitam sine termino n.o.bis donet in Patria. Amen.

Tantum Ergo

1. Tantum ergo Sacramentum Veneremur cernui; Et antiquum doc.u.mentum Novo cedat ritui; Praestet fides supplementum Sensuum defectui.

2. Genitori, Genitoque Laus et jubilatio, Salus, honor, virtus quoque Sit et benedictio; Procedenti ab utroque Compar sit laudatio. Amen.

V. Panem de coelo praest.i.tisti eis, R. Omne delectamentum in se habentem.

Adeste Fideles

1. Adeste, fideles, Laeti triumphantes; Venite, venite in Bethlehem; Natum videte Regem Angelorum, Venite, adoremus, Venite, adoremus, Venite, adoremus Dominum.

2. Deum de Deo, Lumen de lumine, Gestant puellae viscera; Deum verum, Genitum non factum, Venite, etc.

3. Cantet nunc Io!

Chorus Angelorum; Cantet nunc aula coelestium.

Gloria In excelsis Deo, Venite, etc.

4. Ergo, qui natus Die hodierna, Jesu! tibi sit gloria, Patris aeterni Verb.u.m caro factum, Venite, etc.

Jesus, My Lord, My G.o.d (REV. F. W. FABER)

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?

CHORUS.--Sweet Sacrament! we Thee adore, Oh, make us love Thee more and more, Oh, make us love Thee more and more.

2. Had I but Mary's sinless heart To love Thee with, my dearest King, Oh, with what bursts of fervent praise Thy goodness, Jesus, would I sing!

To Jesus' Heart All Burning (REV. A. J. CHRISTIE, S.J.)

1. To Jesus' Heart, all burning With fervent love for men, My heart with fondest yearning Shall raise the joyful strain.

CHORUS.--While ages course along, Blest be with loudest song The Sacred Heart of Jesus By every heart and tongued.

2. O Heart for me on fire With love no man can speak, My yet untold desire G.o.d gives me for Thy sake.

3. Too true I have forsaken Thy flock by wilful sin; Yet now let me be taken Back to Thy fold again.

Jesus, Gentlest Saviour (REV. F. W. FABER)

1. Jesus, gentlest Saviour!

G.o.d of might and power; Thou Thyself art dwelling In us at this hour.

Nature cannot hold Thee, Heav'n is all too strait For Thine endless glory, And Thy royal state.

2. Out beyond the s.h.i.+ning Of the farthest star, Thou art ever stretching Infinitely far.

Yet the hearts of children Hold what worlds cannot, And the G.o.d of wonders Loves the lowly spot.

Jesus! Saviour of My Soul

1. Jesus! Saviour of my soul, Let me to Thy refuge fly, While the nearer waters roll, While the tempest still is nigh.

CHORUS.--Hide me, O my Saviour, hide Till the storm of life is past; Safe into Thy haven guide, O receive my soul at last.

Jesus! Saviour of my soul, Let me to Thy refuge fly; Ave, Ave, Jesus mild, Deign to hear Thy lowly child.

2. Other refuge have I none, Hangs my helpless soul on Thee, Leave, oh, leave me not alone, Still support and strengthen me.

Jesus, the Very Thought of Thee (REV. E. CASWALL)

1. Jesus, the very thought of Thee With rapture fills my breast; But sweeter far Thy Face to see, And in Thy presence rest.

2. Nor voice can sing, nor heart can frame, Nor can the mem'ry find A sweeter sound than Thy blest Name, O Saviour of mankind!

3. Jesus, our only joy be Thou, As Thou our prize wilt be; O Jesus, be our glory now And through eternity.

What Happiness Can Equal Mine?

(REV. F. W. FABER)

1. What happiness can equal mine?

I've found the object of my love: My Jesus dear, my King Divine, Is come to me from heav'n above; He chose my heart for His abode, He there becomes my daily bread; There on me flows His healing blood; There with His flesh my soul is fed.

CHORUS.--What happiness can equal mine?

I've found the object of my love: My Jesus dear, my King Divine, Is come to me from heav'n above.

2. I am my love's, and He is mine: In me He dwells, in Him I live; What greater treasures could I find?

And could, ye heavens, a greater give?

O sacred banquet, heav'nly feast!

O overflowing source of grace, Where G.o.d the food, and man, the guest, Meet and unite in sweet embrace!

The Love of Jesus

1. O the priceless love of Jesus: O the strength of grace divine; All His gifts are showered upon me, All His blessings may be mine.

He is throned in Heavenly glory Where no sin nor death can be; Yet He loves me in this darkness, Yet He does not turn from me.

2. I am blind, and poor, and wretched, By temptations sorely tried; Yet His watchful care abounding Keeps me ever at His side.

He is G.o.d and King Eternal, Higher than all height can be; Yet His Heart is with me always, Yet He stoopeth down to me.