4. His Word our lantern is, His Peace our consolation; His sweetness all our rest, Himself our great Salvation! Then live we all to God, Rely on Him in faith, Be He our guide in life, Our joy, our hope, in death. Page 219-220 ---------- No. 142 GENERAL Praise to the Holiest in the height Dream of Gerontius Processional Cardinal Newman Nicola A. Montani With spirit 1. Praise the Holiest in the height, And in the depth be praise; In all His words most wonderful, Most sure in all His ways! 2. O loving wisdom of our God! When all was sin and shame, A second Adam to the fight And to the rescue came. 3. O wisest love! That flesh and blood Which did in Adam fail, Should strive afresh against the foe; Should strive and should prevail; 4. And that a higher gift than grace Should flesh and blood refine, God's Presence and His very Self, And Essence all divine. 5. O gen'rous love! The He who smote In man for man the foe, The double agony in man For man should undergo; 6. And in the garden secretly, And on the Cross on High, Should teach His brethren and inspire To suffer and to die. Page 221-222 ---------- No. 143 GENERAL Lord, for tomorrow and its needs ("Just for today") Sister M. Xavier Nicola A. Montani Slowly 1. Lord, for tomorrow and its needs I do not pray: Keep me, my God, from stain of sin, Just for today. Let me both diligently work, And duly pray: Let me be kind in word or deed, Just for today. 2. Let me be slow to do my will, Prompt to obey: Help me to mortify my flesh, Just for today. Let me no wrong or idle word Unthinkingly say; Set Thou a seal upon my lips, Just for today. 3. Let me in season, Lord, be grave, In season, gay; Let me be faithful to Thy Grace, Just for today. And if today my tide of life Should ebb away, Give me Thy Sacraments divine, Sweet Lord, today. 4. In purgatory's cleansing fires Brief be my stay; Oh, bid me, if today I die, Go home today. So, for tomorrow and its needs, I do not pray; But keep me, guide me, love me, Lord, just for today. Page 223 ---------- No. 144 GENERAL Why art thou sorrowful? The Remembrance of Mercy Father Faber S. M. Yenn Moderato 1. Why art thou sorrowful, servant of God? And what is this dulness that hangs o'er thee now? Sing the praises of Jesus, and sing them aloud, And the song shall dispel the dark cloud from thy brow. Sing the praises of Jesus, and sing them aloud, And the song shall dispel the dark cloud from thy brow. 2. Oh, is there a thought in the wide world so sweet, As that God has so cared for us, bad as we are, That He thinks for us, plans for us, stoops to entreat, And follows us, wander we ever so far? That He thinks for us, plans for us, stoops to entreat, And follows u, wander we ever so far?