I adore Thee humbly, O Thou hidden God
Who beneath these figures truly dost abide.
All my light is darkness contemplating Thee.
Lo! my heart lies prostrate to Love’s mystery.
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| Sylvestrine Benedictines of Cebu celebrating Mass (c) Vincent Domingo |
But Thy word suffices given sacredly.
Know we nothing truer ever can be heard,
Than the words of Jesus who is Truth’s own word.
On the cross was hidden Thy divinity,
But these veils hide likewise Thy humanity.
I, in both believing, offer my belief,
Praying for Thy pardon with the dying thief.
Thy open wounds transfigured I may not behold,
But confess with Thomas: Thou art Lord and God!
Grant my soul a burning faith; light it from above.
Be Thou all my treasure! By Thou all my love!
O Remembrance lasting of the Crucified!
Living Bread sustaining those for whom He died!
Make me a consuming fire drawing life from Thee,
Yield my soul Thy sweetness; let it taste and see!
Like a loving pelican, feed me, Jesus, Lord;
I am all unholy; wash me in Thy blood,
In that life-blood flowing o’er the world in pain,
Though a drop had cleansed it of its mighty stain.
Jesus, Love, here present on the altar veiled,
O fulfill my longing when Thou are revealed
To behold the vision of Thy holy face
And be rapt forever in its perfect peace. Amen.
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