Blest Is the Faith

Blest is the Faith, divine and strong,
Of thanks and praise and endless fountain,
Whose life is one perpetual song,
High up the Saviour’s holy mountain.

Blest is the hope that holds to God,
In doubt and darkness still unshaken;
And sings along the heav’nly road
Sweetest when most it seems forsaken.

Blest is the love that cannot love
Aught that earth gives of best and brightest;
Whose raptures thrill, like saints above,
Most when its earthly gifts are lightest.

L. J. Kavanagh and James M. McLaughlin, Crown Hymnal (Boston: Ginn and Company, 1912).

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Hail, Thou Star of Ocean

Hail, thou Star of Ocean,
God’s own Mother blest:
Ever stainless Virgin,
Gate of heav’nly rest!
Taking that sweet Ave,
Gabriel spoke of yore,
Eva’s name reversing,
Peace for us implore.

Break the bonds of sinners,
Lend us light to see;
All our ills expelling,
Plead our ev’ry plea;
Show thyself our Mother;
May thy Son divine,
Born for our salvation,
Grant our prayers through thine.

Virgin, all excelling,
Mildest of the mild,
Free from guilt preserve us,
Meek and undefiled;
Keep our lives all sinless,
Guide us on our way,
Till, in seeing Jesus,
We rejoice for aye.

John G. Hacker, Catholic Hymnal (New York: Schwartz, Kirwin & Fauss, 1920).

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Our Lord’s Ascension

Let hymns of joyful triumph rise
Like fragrant incense to the skies;
Christ by a way before untrod
Ascends unto the throne of God.

Refrain
Triumphant Lord! on this bright day,
A tribute of pure love we pay;
And, like the angels, we would raise
Our voice, and sing thine endless praise.

Th’ Apostles on the mountain stand,
The mystic mount of Holy Land,
And with the Blessed Mother see
Jesus ascend in majesty.

To whom the angels drawing nigh,
“Why stand and gaze upon the sky?
This is the Saviour” thus they say,
“This is His noble triumph day.”

“Again ye shall behold Him so,
As ye to-day have seen Him go,
In glorious pomp ascending high,
Up to the portals of the sky.”

Jesus! on that tremendous day,
Our sole Redemption, Thee we pray
Vouchsafe to number us on high
Amongst thy Saints’ blest company.

E. F. MacGonigle, The Sodalist’s Hymnal (Philadelphia: E. F. MacGonigle, 1887).

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Feast of the Ascension

O thou eternal King most high,
Who didst the world redeem;
And conquering death and hell, receive
A dignity supreme:

This day beheld Thee through the skies
To thy bright throne ascend;
Thenceforth to reign in sovereign power,
And glory without end.

There, seated in Thy majesty,
To thee submissive bow
The spacious earth, the highest heaven
The depths of hell below.

With trembling there the angels see
The chang’d estate of men;
The flesh which sinn’d, by Flesh redeem’d,
And Man o’er seraphs reign.

There, waiting for thy faithful souls,
Be thou to us, O Lord,
Our peerless joy while here we stay.
In heav’n our great reward.

Henry Formby, ed., First Series of Hymns and Songs for the Use of Catholic Schools and Families (London: Burns and Lambert, 1853).

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Jesus! My Lord, My God, My All!

By Rev. F. W. Faber

Jesus! my Lord, my God, my all!
How can I love Thee as I ought?
And how revere this wondrous gift,
So far surpassing hope or thought?

Chorus
Sweet Sacrament! we Thee adore!
Oh, make us love Thee more and more.

Had I but Mary’s sinless heart
To love Thee with, my dearest King,
Oh, with what bursts of fervent praise
Thy goodness, Jesus, would I sing!

Ah! see within a creature’s hand
The vast Creator deigns to be,
Reposing, infant-like, as though
On Joseph’s arm, or Mary’s knee!

Thy Body, Soul, and Godhead, all!
O mystery of love divine!
I cannot compass all I have;
For all Thou hast and art are mine!

Sound, sound His praises higher still,
And come, ye angels, to our aid;
‘Tis God! ’tis God! the very God
Whose pow’r both men and angels made!

O earth! grow flow’rs beneath His Feet,
And thou, O sun, shine bright this day!
He comes! He comes! O Heav’n on earth!
Our Jesus comes upon His way!

The Marist Brothers, American Catholic Hymnal (New York: P. J. Kenedy & Sons, 1911).

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Now Doth the Sun Ascend the Sky

Now doth the sun ascend the sky,
And wake creation with its ray;
Be present with us, Lord most high;
Through all the actions of the day.
Keep us eternal, Lord, this day,
From ev’ry sinful passion free;
Grant us in all we do or say,
In all our thoughts to honor Thee.

O Lord of perfect purity,
Who dost the world with light adorn;
And paint the field of azure sky,
With lovely hues of eve and morn.
True sun, upon our souls arise,
In beauty shining evermore;
And thro’ each sense the quick’ning stream,
Of thy eternal Spirit pour.

Upon our fainting soul distill,
The grace of thy celestial dew.
Let no fresh snare to sin beguile,
No former sin revive anew.
Teach us to knock at heaven’s high door,
Teach us the prize of life to win;
Teach us all evil to abhor,
And purify ourselves within.

So when the evening stars appear,
And in their train the darkness bring;
May we, O Lord, with conscience clear,
To Thee our grateful praises sing.
Glory to God the Father be,
And to the sole begotten Son;
The same, O Holy Ghost to Thee,
While everlasting ages run.

The Christian Brothers, The Catholic Youth’s Hymn Book (New York: P. O’Shea, 1871).

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Ye Holy Angels Bright

Ye holy angels bright,
Who wait at God’s right hand,
Or thro’ the realms of light
Fly at your Lord’s command,
Assist our song,
For else the theme
Too high doth seem
For mortal tongue.

Ye blessed souls at rest,
Who ran this earthly race,
And now in dwellings blest
Behold the Saviour’s face,
God’s praises sound,
As in his light
With sweet delight
Ye do abound.

Ye souls who toil below,
Adore your heav’nly King,
And, onward as you go,
A joyful anthem sing;
Take what he gives,
And praise him still,
Through good or ill,
Who ever lives.

My soul, bear thou thy part,
Triumph in God above,
And with a well-tuned heart
Sing thou the songs of love:
Let all thy days
Till life shall end,
Whate’er He send,
Be filled with praise.

Ludwig Bonvin, “Hosanna” Catholic Hymn Book, 4th ed. (St. Louis: B. Herder, 1914).

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