Father of mercies, in thy word
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Father of mercies, in thy word What endless glory shines! For ever be thy name adored For these celestial lines. Here may the blind and hungry come, And light and food receive; Here shall the lowliest guest have room, And taste and see and live. Here springs of consolation rise To cheer the fainting mind, And thirsting souls receive supplies, And sweet refreshment find. Here the Redeemer's welcome voice Spreads heavenly peace around, And life and everlasting joys Attend the blissful sound. O may these heavenly pages be My ever dear delight, And still new beauties may I see, And still increasing light. Divine instructor, gracious Lord, Be thou for ever near; Teach me to love thy sacred word, And view my Saviour here. |
Verbi, Pater clemens tui, qui fulgor et decus! Pro his sit gloria tibi supernis versibus. Hinc caecus, hinc esuriens levamen auferat; hic est quod hospites alens omnes accipiat. Sunt fontes hic solacii lassarum mentium et sitientis animi perenne poculum. Caeleste vox Dominica hic spargit otium demptoque fine gaudia sequuntur hunc sonum. His paginis dum gaudeam semper caelestibus, novum decus reperiam et lumen amplius. Divine Doctor, Domine, prope adsis o! mihi; amari verbum hic iube Christumque conspici. |