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SOUL OF MY SAVIORSoul of my Savior Sanctify my breast
Body of Christ be Thou my saving guest
Blood of my Savior bathe me in Thy tide
Wash me ye waters gushing from His side
Strength and protection
May Thy Passion be
O blessed Jesus hear and answer me
Deep in Thy wounds Lord
Hide and shelter me,
So shall I never never part from Thee
Guard and defend me
From the foe malign
In deaths drear moments
Make me only Thine
Call me and bid me
Come to Thee on high
Where I may praise Thee
With Thy Saints for aye
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THE VERY ANGELS' BREADThe very Angels Bread
Doth fond to men afford
The types have vanished
Remains the Truth adored
O wondrous mystery
Their banquet is the Lord
The poor and lowly
Bond and free.
O God forever blest
O Three in One we pray
Visit the longing breast
Enter this house of clay
And lead us through the Night
Unto the perfect Day
Where dwellest Thou
In endless light |
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JESUS GENTLEST SAVIOR
Jesus gentlest Saviour
God of might and power
Thou Thyself art dwelling
In us at this hour
Nature cannot hold Thee
Heaven is all too strait
For Thine endless glory
And Thy royal state
Out beyond the shining
Of the furthest star
Thou art ever stretching
Infinitely far
Yet the hearts of children
Hold what worlds cannot
And the God of wonders
Loves the lowly spot |
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HAIL TO THEE! TRUE BODY
Hail to Thee true Body
From the Virgin Mary's womb
The same that on the Cross was hung
And bore for man the bitter doom
Thou Whose Side was pierc'd
And flow'd Both with water
And with blood
Suffer us to taste of Thee
In our life's last agony
Son of Mary Jesus blest
Sweetest gentlest Holiest
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THEE PROSTRATE I ADOREThee prostrate I adore
The Deity that lies
Beneath these humble veils
Concealed from human eyes
My heart doth wholly yield
Subjected to Thy sway
For contemplating Thee
It wholly faints away
Chorus
Hail Jesus Hail do Thou
Good Shepherd of the sheep
Increase in all true hearts
The Faith they fondly keep
The sight the touch the taste
In Thee are here deceived
But by the ear alone
This truth is safe believed
I hold whate'er the Son of God Hath said to me
Than this blest word of truth no word can truer be |
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