Lauda Sion (Sequence)
Sion, lift up thy voice and sing:
Praise thy Savior and thy King,
Praise with hymns thy shepherd true.
All thou canst, do thou endeavour:
Yet thy praise can equal never
Such as merits thy great King.
See today before us laid
the living and life-giving Bread,
theme for praise and joy profound.
The same which at the sacred board
was, by our incarnate Lord,
given to His Apostles round.
Let the praise be loud and high:
sweet and tranquil be the joy
felt today in every breast.
On this festival divine
which records the origin
of the glorious Eucharist.
On this table of the King,
our new Paschal offering
brings to end the olden rite.
Here, for empty shadows fled,
is reality instead,
here, instead of darkness, light.
His own act, at supper seated,
Christ ordained to be repeated
in His memory divine;
wherefore now, with adoration,
we, the host of our salvation,
consecrate from bread and wine.
Hear, what holy Church maintaineth,
that the bread its substance changeth
into Flesh, the wine to Blood.
Doth it pass thy comprehending?
Faith, the law of sight transcending,
leaps to things not understood.
Here beneath these signs are hidden
priceless things, to sense forbidden;
signs, not things, are all we see.
Flesh from bread, and Blood from wine,
yet is Christ in either sign,
all entire, confessed to be.
They, who of Him here partake,
sever not, nor rend, nor break:
but, entire, their Lord receive.
Whether one or thousands eat:
all receive the self-same meat,
nor the less for others leave.
Both the wicked and the good
eat of this celestial Food:
but with ends how opposite!
Here 'tis life: and there 'tis death:
the same, yet issuing to each
in a difference infinite.
Nor a single doubt retain,
when they break the Host in twain,
but that in each part remains
what was in the whole before.
Since the simple sign alone
suffers change in state or form:
the signified remaining one
and the same for evermore.
Behold the Bread of Angels,
for us pilgrims food, and token
of the promise by Christ spoken,
children's meat, to dogs denied.
Shown in Isaac's dedication,
in the manna's preparation,
in the Paschal immolation,
in old types pre-signified.
Jesu, shepherd of the sheep:
Thou thy flock in safety keep,
Living Bread, Thy life supply:
strengthen us, or else we die,
fill us with celestial grace.
Thou, who feedest us below:
Source of all we have or know:
grant that with Thy Saints above,
sitting at the feast of love,
we may see Thee face to face. Amen. Alleluia.
Lauda Sion Salvatorem,
lauda ducem et pastorem
in hymnis et canticis.
Quantum potes, tantum aude:
quia maior omni laude,
nec laudare sufficis.
Laudis thema specialis,
panis vivus et vitalis
hodie proponitur.
Quem in sacrae mensa cenae,
turbae fratrum duodenae
datum non ambigitur.
Sit laus plena, sit sonora,
sit iucunda, sit decora
mentis iubilatio.
Dies enim solemnis agitur,
in qua mensae prima recolitur
huius institutio.
In hac mensa novi Regis,
novum Pascha novae legis,
phase vetus terminat.
Vetustatem novitas,
umbram fugat veritas,
noctem lux eliminat.
Quod in cena Christus gessit,
faciendum hoc expressit
in sui memoriam.
Docti sacris institutis,
panem, vinum, in salutis
consecramus hostiam.
Dogma datur Christianis,
quod in carnem transit panis,
et vinum in sanguinem.
Quod non capis, quod non vides,
animosa firmat fides,
praeter rerum ordinem.
Sub diversis speciebus,
signis tantum, et non rebus,
latent res eximiae.
Caro cibus, sanguis potus:
manet tamen Christus totus
sub utraque specie.
A sumente non concisus,
non confractus, non divisus:
integer accipitur.
Sumit unus, sumunt mille:
quantum isti, tantum ille:
nec sumptus consumitur.
Sumunt boni, sumunt mali:
sorte tamen inaequali,
vitae vel interitus.
Mors est malis, vita bonis:
vide paris sumptionis
quam sit dispar exitus.
Fracto demum Sacramento,
ne vacilles, sed memento
tantum esse sub fragmento,
quantum toto tegitur.
Nulla rei fit scissura:
signi tantum fit fractura:
qua nec status nec statura
signati minuitur.
Ecce panis Angelorum,
factus cibus viatorum:
vere panis filiorum,
non mittendus canibus.
In figuris praesignatur,
cum Isaac immolatur,
agnus paschae deputatur,
datur manna patribus.
Bone pastor, panis vere,
Iesu, nostri miserere:
tu nos pasce, nos tuere,
tu nos bona fac videre
in terra viventium.
Tu qui cuncta scis et vales,
qui nos pascis hic mortales:
tuos ibi commensales,
cohaeredes et sodales
fac sanctorum civium. Amen. Alleluia.
Lauda Sion Mode VII
The Liber Usualis, 1961, p. 945 · Transcribed by Andrew Hinkley · GregoBase, CC0