O happy, happy bride, The widowed hours are past! HYMN OF SIVAITE PURITANS 10th CENTURY A.D. When once I knew the Lord, Of pagan deities, Some fixed in temple shrine With all the lying tales That fill the sacred books, They've vanished from my mind. How many flowers I gave A temple made by hands. But yet I have a shrine- And all the God-made world STRENGTH, LOVE, LIGHT KING ROBERT OF FRANCE, C. 1000 A.D. O Thou almighty Will O Thou most tender Love! Quench thou our passion's fire, O Light serene and still! Bring in the day: Guide of our feeble sight, Shine on the path of right, Show us the way! Jerusalem, the Golden, Bernard of Cluny, 1145 A.D. (sez Section XII). JESUS, THOU JOY OF LOVING HEARTS ST. BERNARD OF CLAIRVAUX (From the Latin) 1150 A.D. Jesus, thou joy of loving hearts, Thou Fount of life, thou Light of men, Thy truth unchanged hath ever stood; Our restless spirits yearn for thee, O Jesus, ever with us stay; Make all our moments calm and bright; CANTICLE OF THE SUN SAINT FRANCIS OF ASSISI, 1225 A.D. Translated by Maurice Francis Egan Oh, Most High, Almighty, Good Lord God, to Thee belong praise, glory, honor and all blessing. Praised be my Lord God, with all His creatures, and especially our brother the Sun, who brings us the day and who brings us the light fair is he, and he shines with a very great splendor. O Lord, he signifies us to thee! Praised be my Lord for our sister the Moon, and for the stars, the which He has set clear and lovely in the heaven. Praised be my Lord for our brother the wind, and for air and clouds, calms and all weather, by which Thou upholdest life and all creatures. Praised be my Lord for our sister water, who is very serviceable to us, and humble and precious and clean. Praised be my Lord for our brother fire, through whom thou givest us light in the darkness; and he is bright and pleasant and very mighty and strong. Praised be my Lord for our mother the earth, the which doth sustain us and keep us, and bringeth forth divers fruits and flowers of many colors, and grass. Praised be my Lord for all those who pardon one another for love's sake, and who endure weakness and tribulation: blessed are they who peacefully shall endure, for thou, O Most High, wilt give them a crown. Praised be my Lord for our sister, the death of the body, from which no man escapeth. Woe to him who dieth in mortal sin. Blessed are those who die in thy most holy will, for the second death shall have no power to do them harm. Praise ye and bless the Lord, and give thanks to Him and serve Him with great humility. HYMN ST. THOMAS AQUINAS, C. 1250 A.D. Sing, my tongue, the Saviour's glory, Of a pure and spotless Virgin Stayed the seeds of truth to sow; On the night of that Last Supper, Word made flesh, the bread of nature Down in adoration falling, To the Everlasting Father, And the Son who reigns on high, Be salvation, honour, blessing, Might and endless majesty. Amen. Songs of Kabir, 1440 A.D., Translated by Rabindranath Tagore (See Sections V and VI). |