O Thou, the Son of God most high,
Thou, Father of the life to be,
O prince of peace, to thee we cry,
we bring Our song of praise to thee.

Thy heart was wounded by the blow
Ordained of everlasting love!
Such love among thy flocks below
thou kindlest at the fires above.

Dear Christ, in pity for our woe,
Thou didst thyself as victim give,
The cruel pangs to undergo,
to ope’ thy side that man might live.

O sacred fount of love sublime,
O living spring of waters free,
O fire to cleanse away all crime,
O Heart aflame with charity.

Lord, keep us ever in thy heart,
Thy tender love to feel and know
The joys of heav'n to us impart,
When we shall leave the walks below

Glory to Father and to Son,
And to the Holy Ghost the same,
to whom all pow'r when time is done,
And endless rule in endless fame.