Thee We Adore, O Hidden Saviour, Thee,
Who In Thy Sacrament Dost Deign To Be;
Both Flesh And Spirit At Thy Presence Fail,
Yet Here Thy Presence We Devoutly Hail.
O Blest Memorial Of Our Dying Lord,
Who Living Bread To Men Doth Here Afford!
O May Our Souls For Ever Feed On Thee,
And Thou, O Christ, For Ever Precious Be.
Fountain Of Goodness, Jesus, Lord And God,
Cleanse Us, Unclean, With Thy Most Cleansing Blood;
Increase Our Faith And Love, That We May Know
The Hope And Peace Which From Thy Presence Flow.
O Christ, Whom Now Beneath A Veil We See,
May What We Thirst For Soon Our Portion Be,
To Gaze On Thee Unveiled, And See Thy Face,
The Vision Of Thy Glory And Thy Grace.
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