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Jesus! in thee each heart delights,
And every dream of happiness.
Oh haste to Jesus! hasten all!
Oh may our hymns repeat thy name,
And endless years our love improve.
Whom most thou fav'rest, more will crave;
O Jesus, whom my soul desires,
For whom calm tears bedew mine eyes-
Oh, stay with us! dear Jesus, stay!
Jesus, the Virgin's only son,
May every heart thy sweetness own.
May honour, blessings, praise, and fame,
AUDI BENIGNE CONDITOR:
Benign Creator! kindly hear
The prayers and sighs in sorrow blent,
O Thou who searchest every heart,
And may thy grace our wants supply.
Much have we sinned-our ways we blame, We own, confess our faults to heaven; Oh, for the glory of thy name,
Kind Jesus, be those faults forgiven!
Oh grant that we may now restrain,
Oh grant, most holy Trinity,
This fast may every sin efface; And may our tears productive be
Of blest increase of hope and grace.
VEXILLA REGIS, FOR PASSION AND PALM
See, see the royal banners fly!
Where smote the spear with direst blow,
This, this the mystery foretold,
O beaming tree! thy branches fair
O blessed tree! who arms can show
[On the finding of the cross is said,
Hail, holy Trinity, whose praise
O FILII ET FILIE: FOR EASTer Sunday. Young men and maids, rejoice and sing! The king of heaven, the glorious king, This day from death rose triumphing. Alleluja. On Sunday morn, by break of day, Swift to the tomb wherein he lay,
His dear disciples sped away. Alleluja.
And Mary Magdalen, she sped,
And James's eager mother led,
With Salome's to embalm the dead. Alleluja.
An angel rob'd in white they see,
"The Lord is gone to Galilee." Alleluja.
First to the monument came on,
For Peter he had soon outrun. Alleluja.
When the disciples met dismay'd,
Christ stood among them as they pray'd; And "Peace be to you all," he said. Alleluja. When Didymus had heard them tell How Christ was risen, and what befel, He doubted all the miracle. Alleluja. "Oh, see my hands and feet," He cried; "And lay thy hand upon my side,
And doubt not me, whate'er betide." Alleluja. When Thomas thus had all explor'd
The feet, the side, the hands ador'd,
He answering, said, "My God and Lord." Alle.
Aye, Thomas, but more blest is he Who sees not, yet who trusts in me: Eternal life his lot shall be. Alleluja.
Then joy we on these festive days!
Let us to God our thanks renew;
That homage fervent, humble, true,
AD REGIAS AGNI DAPES, FOR EASTER.
The red sea now is past, and now
So great his love, that, for our good,
Blood sprinkled on the posts of yore
But Christ is now the pasch by whom