1 To Christ, the Prince of peace
and Son of God most high,
the Father of the world to come,
we sing with holy joy.
2 Deep in his heart for us
the wound of love he bore:
that burning love he kindles still
in hearts that him adore.
3 O Jesus, victim priest,
what else but love so fine
could move you so to welcome us
into your heart divine?
4 O fount of endless life,
O spring of water clear,
O flame celestial, cleansing all
who will to you draw near,
5 hide us within your heart,
for there we all would be,
to live in grace, and after death
6 Praise to the Father be,
and sole-begotten Son;
praise, ever holy Paraclete,
while endless ages run.
Source: Together in Song: Australian hymn book II #335
|First Line:||To Christ, the Prince of Peace|
|Source:||Paris Breviary, 1736|