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Sing, My Tongue, the Savior's Glory

Author: Venantius Honorius Fortunatus, 530-609; John M. Neale, 1818-1866 Hymnal: Journeysongs (2nd ed.) #414 (2003) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.7 Lyrics: 1 Sing, my tongue, the Savior's glory: Tell his triumph far and wide; Tell aloud the famous story Of his body crucified; How upon the cross a victim, Vanquishing in death, he died. 2 Faithful cross, O tree all beauteous! Tree all peerless and divine, Not a grove on earth can show us Such a flow'r and leaf as thine. Sweet the nails, and sweet the wood, Laden with so sweet a load! 3 Eating of the tree forbidden, Humans sank in Satan's snare, When our pitying Creator Did this second tree prepare; Destined, many ages later, That first evil to repair. 4 Such the order God appointed When for sin he would atone; To the serpent thus opposing Schemes yet deeper than his own; Thence the remedy procuring, When the fatal wound had come. 5 So when now at length the fullness Of the sacred time drew nigh, Then the Son, the world's Creator, Left his Father's throne on high; From a virgin's womb appearing, Clothed in our mortality. 6 Thus did Christ to perfect manhood In our mortal flesh attain: Then of his free choice he goes on To a death of bitter pain; And as lamb upon the altar Of the cross, for us is slain. 7 Lofty tree, bend down your branches, To embrace your sacred load; Oh, relax the native tension Of that all too rigid wood; Gently, gently bear the members Of your dying King and God. 8 Blessing, honor everlasting, To the immortal Deity; To the Father, Son, and Spirit, Equal praises ever be; Glory through the earth and heaven, Trinity in Unity. Amen. Topics: Cross; Cross; Cross Languages: English Tune Title: PANGE LINGUA GLORIOSI

Praise We Christ's Immortal Body

Author: Thomas Aquinas, c. 1225-1274; Melvin L. Farrell, 1930-1986 Hymnal: One in Faith #438 (2015) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.7 Topics: Holy Week Languages: English Tune Title: PANGE, LINGUA, GLORIOSI

Now, my tongue, the mystery telling

Author: St Thomas Aquinas, 1227-1274; John Mason Neale, 1818-1866; Edward Caswall 1814-1878 Hymnal: Complete Anglican Hymns Old and New #473a (2000) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.7 Lyrics: 1 Now, my tongue, the myst'ry telling of the glorious body sing, and the blood, all price excelling, which the Gentiles' Lord and King, in a virgin's womb once dwelling, shed for this world's ransoming. 2 Giv'n for us, for us descending of a virgin to proceed, he, with us in converse blending, scattered here the gospel seed, till his sojourn drew to ending, which he closed with wondrous deed. 3 At the last great supper lying, circled by his chosen hand, meekly with the law complying, first he finished its command. Then, immortal food supplying, gave himself with his own hand. 4 Word made flesh, by word he maketh very bread his flesh to be; we in wine, Christ's blood partaketh, and if senses fail to see, faith alone the true heart taketh, to behold the mystery. 5 Therefore we, before him bending, this great sacrament revere: types and shadows have their ending, for the newer rite is here; faith, our outward sense befriending, makes our inward vision clear. 6 Glory let us give and blessing to the Father and the Son, honour, might and praise addressing, while eternal ages run; ever too his love confessing, who, from both, with both is One. Amen. Topics: Communion; Holy Communion; Year A Easter 3; Year A Lent 1; Year A Proper 10; Year B Epiphany 2; Year B Second Sunday Before Lent; Years A, B, and C Christmas 2 Scripture: 1 Peter 1:19 Languages: English Tune Title: PANGE LINGUA

Faithful Cross! above all other

Author: Venantius Fortunatus, 530-609; Percy Dearmer, 1867-1936; J. M. Neale, 1818-66 Hymnal: The New English Hymnal #517b (1986) First Line: Sing, my tongue, the glorious battle Lyrics: Faithful Cross! above all other One and only noble Tree! None in foliage, none in blossom, None in fruit thy peer may be; Sweetest wood and sweetest iron! Sweetest weight is hung on thee. 1 Sing, my tongue, how glorious battle, Sing the ending of the fray, O'er the Cross, the victor's trophy, Sound the loud triumphant lay: Tell how Christ, the world's Redeemer, As a Victim won the day. 2 God in pity saw man fallen, Shamed and sunk in misery, When he fell on death by tasting Fruit of the forbidden tree: Then another tree was chosen Which the world from death should free. 3 Therefore when the appointed fullness Of the holy time was come, He was sent who maketh all things Forth from God's eternal home: Thus he came to earth, incarnate, Offspring of a maiden's womb. 4 Thirty years among us dwelling, Now at length his hour fulfilled, Born for this, he meets his Passion, For that this he freely willed, On the Cross the Lamb is lifted, Where his life-blood shall be spilled. 5 Bend thy boughs, O Tree of Glory, Thy too rigid sinews bend; For awhile the ancient rigour That thy birth bestowed, suspend, And the King of heavenly beauty On thy bosom gently tend. 6 Thou alone wast counted worthy This world's Ransom to sustain, That a shipwrecked race might ever Thus a port of refuge gain, With the sacred blood anointed From the Lamb for sinners slain. 7 He endured the nails, the spitting, Vinegar and spear and reed; From that holy Body pierced Blood and water forth proceed: Earth and stars and sky and ocean By that flood from stain are freed. 8 To the Trinity be glory, To the Father and the Son, With the co-eternal Spirit, Ever Three and ever One, One in love and one in splendour, While unending ages run. Amen. Topics: Good Friday Tune Title: PANGE LINGUA

Sing, my tongue, the glorious battle

Author: Venantius Fortunatus, c. 530-609; John Mason Neale, 1818-1866 Hymnal: Complete Anglican Hymns Old and New #602a (2000) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.7 Lyrics: 1 Sing, my tongue, the glorious battle, sing the last the dream affray; o'er the Cross, the victor's trophy, sound the high triumphal lay; how, the pains of death enduring, earth's Redeemer won the day. 2 When at length th'appointed fullness of the sacred time was come, he was sent, the world's creator, from the Father's heav'nly home, and was found in human fashion, offspring of the Virgin's womb. 3 Now the thirty years are ended which on earth he willed to see, willingly he meets his Passion, born to set his people free; on the cross the Lamb is lifted, there the sacrifice to be. 4 There the nails and spear he suffers, vinegar and gall and reed; from his sacred body piercèd blood and water both proceed: precious flood, which all creation from the stain of sin hath freed. 5 Faithful Cross, above all other, one and only noble tree! None in foliage, none in blossom, none in fruit thy peer may be; sweetest wood and sweetest iron, sweetest weight is hung on thee! 6 Bend, O lofty tree, thy branches, thy too rigid sinews bend; and awhile the stubborn hardness, which thy birth bestowed, suspend; and the limbs of heav'n's high monarch gently on thine arms extend. 7 Thou alone wast counted worthy this world's ransom to sustain, that by thee a wrecked creation might its ark and haven gain, with the sacred blood anointed of the Lamb that hath been slain. 8 Praise and honour to the Father, praise and honour to the Son, praise and honour to the Spirit, ever Three and ever One, One in sight and One in glory while eternal ages run. Topics: Advent; Joy, Praise and Thanksgiving; Passiontide; Year A Palm Sunday: Liturgy of the Passion; Year A Proper 21; Year B Palm Sunday: Liturgy of the Passion; Year C Palm Sunday: Liturgy of the Passion; Years A, B, and C Good Friday Scripture: John 19:34 Languages: English Tune Title: PANGE LINGUA

Now, My Tongue, the Mystery Telling

Author: Thomas Aquinas, 1225-74 Hymnal: Hymnal Supplement 98 #852 (1998) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.7 First Line: Now, my tongue, the myst'ry telling Topics: The Lord's Supper; Maundy Thursday Scripture: Matthew 26:26-28 Languages: English Tune Title: PANGE LINGUA

Canta Lengua Jubilosa/Sing, My Tongue, the Savior's Glory

Author: St. Thomas Aquinas, OP, 1227-1274; Desconcido; Edward Caswall, 1814-1878 Hymnal: Flor Y Canto (2nd ed.) #381 (2001) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.7 First Line: Canta lengua jubilosa (Sing, my tongue, the Savior's glory) Lyrics: 1 Canta lengua jubilosa El misterio del altar, De la sangre generosa Y del cuerpo que es manjar, Los dio el Rey de las naciones Para el mundo rescatar. 2 De María virgen pura Para dársenos nació, Habitando en nuestro mundo Como hermano nos habló, Y su paso entre nosotros En prodigio terminó. 3 En la cena postrimera Hasta el fin llevó su amor, Observando todo el rito Que en la Ley se prescribió, Hizo su cuerpo comida Y a los doce se entregó. 4 Con palabra poderosa El Verbo hijo de Dios, En su cuerpo y en su sangre, Pan y vino transformó, os sentidos no lo entienden, Mas la fe lo recibió. 5 A tan grande sacramento Rindamos adoración Que en figuras anunciando Plenamente se cumplió, Veneremos el misterio Con la fe del corazón. 6 A Dios Padre soberano Y a su Hijo el Señor Alabanza y gloria eternas E incesante bendición, Y al Espíritu Divino Eternos himnos de amor. Amén. --- 1 Sing, my tongue, the Savior's glory, Of his flesh the myst'ry sing: Of the Blood all price exceeding, Shed by our immortal King. Destined for the world's redemption, From a noble womb to spring. 2 Of a pure and spotless Virgin Born for us on earth below, He, as man, with us conversing, Stayed, the seeds of truth to sow; Then he closed in solemn order Wondrous by his life of woe. 3 On the night of that last supper Seated with his chosen band, He, the Paschal Victim eating, First fulfills the Law's command; Then as food to the disciples Gives himself with his own hand. 4 Word made flesh, the bread of nature By his word to Flesh he turns; Wine into his Blood he changes, What though sense no change discerns? Only be the heart in earnest, Faith its lesson quickly learns. 5 Down in adoration falling, This great Sacrament we hail; Over ancient forms of worship Newer rites of grace prevail; Faith will tell us Christ is present When our human senses fail. 6 To the everlasting Father, And the Son who made us free, And the Spirit, God proceeding From them Each eternally, Be salvation, honor, blessing, Might and endless majesty. Amen. Topics: Triduo Pascual Jueves Santo (Misa Vespertina de la Cena del Señor) Languages: English; Spanish Tune Title: [Canta lengua jubilosa]

Now, My Tongue, the Mystery Telling

Author: Edward Caswall (1814-1878); Thomas Aquinas (1225?-1274) Hymnal: Common Praise (1998) #50 (1998) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.7 Lyrics: 1 Now, my tongue, the mystery telling of the glorious body sing, and the blood, all price excelling, which the nations' Lord and King, once on earth among us dwelling, shed for this world's ransoming. 2 That last night, at supper lying, with the twelve, his chosen band, Jesus, with the law complying, keeps the feast its rites demand; then, more precious food supplying, gives himself with his own hand. 3 Word made flesh, by word he maketh very bread his flesh to be, wine his blood for whoso taketh; and if senses fail to see, faith alone the true heart waketh, to behold the mystery. 4 Therefore we, before him bending, this great sacrament revere; types and shadows have their ending, for the newer rite is here; faith, our outward sense befriending, makes our inner vision clear. 5 Glory let us give, and blessing, to the Father and the Son; honour, thanks, and praise addressing while eternal ages run, and the Spirit's power confessing, who from both with both is one. Topics: Eucharist; liturgical Communion Songs; Eucharist; Adoration; Holy Week Maundy Thursday Scripture: Matthew 26:26-29 Languages: English Tune Title: PANGE LINGUA

Sing, my tongue, the glorious battle

Author: Venantius Honorius Fortunatus, 540?-600?; John Mason Neale, 1818-1866 Hymnal: The Hymnal 1982 #166 (1985) Meter: 8.7.8.7 Lyrics: 1. Sing, my tongue, the glorious battle; of the mighty conflict sing; tell the triumph of the victim, to his cross thy tribute bring. Jesus Christ, the world's Redeemer from that cross now reigns as King. 2. Thirty years among us dwelling, his appointed time fulfilled, born for this, he meets his passion, this the Savior freely willed: on the cross the Lamb is lifted, where his precious blood is spilled. 3. He endures the nails, the spitting, vinegar, and spear, and reed; from that holy body broken blood and water forth proceed: earth, and stars, and sky, and ocean, by that flood from stain are freed. 4. Faithful cross! above all other, one and only noble tree! None in foliage, none in blossom, none in fruit thy peer may be: sweetest wood and sweetest iron! sweetest weight is hung on thee. 5. Bend thy boughs, O tree of glory! Thy relaxing sinews bend; for awhile the ancient rigor that thy birth bestowed, suspend; and the King of heavenly beauty gently on thine arms extend. 6. Praise and honor to the Father, praise and honor to the Son, praise and honor to the Spirit, ever Three and ever One: one in might and one in glory while eternal ages run. Languages: English Tune Title: PANGE LINGUA

Now, my tongue, the mystery telling

Author: Thomas Aquinas, 1225?-1274 Hymnal: The Hymnal 1982 #329 (1985) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.7 Topics: Holy Eucharist Languages: English Tune Title: PANGE LINGUA