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Devoutly I Adore Thee 

O Godhead hid, devoutly I adore Thee, 

Who truly art within the forms before me; 

To Thee my heart I bow with bended knee, 

As failing quite in contemplating Thee.

Sight, touch, and taste in Thee are each deceived; 

The ear alone most safely is believed: 

I believe all the Son of God has spoken, 

Than Truth’s own word there is no truer token.

God only on the Cross lay hid from view; 

But here lies hid at once the Manhood too; 

And I, in both professing my belief, 

Make the same prayer as the repentant thief.

O thou Memorial of our Lord’s own dying! 

O Bread that living art and vivifying! 

Make ever Thou my soul on Thee to live; 

Ever a taste of Heavenly sweetness give.

Jesu! Whom for the present veil’d I see, 

What I so thirst for, O vouchsafe to me: 

That I may see Thy countenance unfolding, 

And may be blest Thy glory in beholding. Amen.

By Thomas Aquinas

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