5. When life away is flying, And earth's false glare is done; Still, Sacred heart, in dying I'll say I'm all Thine own. Page 95-96 ---------- No. 62 THE SACRED HEART Heart of Jesus! golden chalice Processional Bishop Casartelli Ch. Gounod Arr. by N. A. M. Slowly with devotion 1. Heart of Jesus! golden chalice Brimming with the ruddy Wine, Trodden in the press of fury, Purest juice of truest vine, From the Vineyards of Engeddi, Quench this thirsty heart of mine. 2. Heart of Jesus! Comb of honey From the cleft of Calvary's rock, Sweetness coming from the Strong One, Dripping from the green-wood stock; Famishing of death is on us: Feed, oh, feed Thy hungry flock! 3. Heart of Jesus! Rose of Sharon Glist'ning with the dew of tears, All among the thorny prickles Lo! Thy blood-stained Head appears! Spread Thy fragrance all around us, Sweetly lulling all our fears! 4. Heart of Jesus! broken Vial Full of precious spikenard! Alabaster vase of ointment! See, our souls are sore and hard: Let Thy healing virtue touch them, And from sin's corruption guards! Page 97 ---------- No. 63 THE SACRED HEART To Christ, the Prince of Peace Summi Panentis filio Processional Tr. Rev. E. Caswall Nicola A. Montani With Spirit 1. To Christ, the Prince of Peace, And Son of God most high, The Father of the world to come, Sing we with holy joy. Deep in His heart for us The wound of love He bore; That love, wherewith He still inflames The hearts that Him adore. 2. O Jesus! Victim blest! What else but love divine, Could Thee constrain to open thus That Sacred Heat of Thine? O Fount of endless life! O Spring of water clear! O Flame celestial cleansing all Who unto Thee draws near. 3. Hide me in Thy dear Heart, For thither do I fly; There seek Thy grace thro' life, In death Thine immortality. Praise to the Father be, And sole begotten Son, Praise, Holy Paraclete, to Thee While endless ages run. Page 98 ---------- No. 64 THE SACRED HEART O Heart of Jesus, purest Heart (Cor Jesu, Cor purissimum) Translated by Father M. Russell, S. J. Traditional Melody Con anima 1. O Heart of Jesus, purest Heart, A Shrine of holiness Thou art; Cleanse Thou, my heart, so sordid cold, And stained by sins so manifold. 2. Take from me, Lord, this tepid will, Which doth Thy Heart with loathing fill; And then infuse a spirit new, A fervent spirit, deep and true. 3. Most humble Heart of all that beat, Heart full of goodness, meek and sweet, Give me a heart more like to Thine, And light the flame of love in mine. 4. But, ah, were e'en my heart on fire With all the seraphim's desire, Till love a conflagration proved, Not yet wouldst Thou enough be loved. Page 99 ---------- No.65 THE SACRED HEART O dearest Love divine Rt. Rev. Msgr. H. T. Henry, Litt. D. Nicola A. Montani Andante devoto