Latinised Hymns

Our blest Redeemer, ere he breathed

Our blest Redeemer, ere he breathed
his tender last farewell,
a Guide, a Comforter, bequeathed
with us to dwell.

He came sweet influence to impart,
a gracious, willing Guest,
while he can find one humble heart
wherein to rest.

And his that gentle voice we hear,
soft as the breath of even,
that checks each fault, that calms each fear,
and speaks of heaven.

And every virtue we possess,
and every conquest won,
and every thought of holiness,
are his alone.

Spirit of purity and grace,
our weakness, pitying, see:
O make our hearts thy dwelling place
and worthier thee.

H. Auber

Nobis beatus antequam
Redemptor abiit
Paraclitum et accolam

Est hospes almus animae;
qui nobis dulce flet,
in humili dum pectore
se collocet.

Is vesperi suspirio
similiter sonat;
pulsis timore et vitio,
supra vocat.

Eius, quod sanxit animas,
et quicquid vicimus,
et mente si qua sanctitas,
sunt unius.

O castae Flatus gratiae,
ignosce imbellibus,
ut captent corda nostra te

MM 18–23.5.99