Wondrous love that cannot falter!
Jesus in the Host doth dwell
Day and night upon the altar
Near to those ne loves so well.
Low in endless worship bent,
Praise the Blessed Sacrament.

Angel hosts are hushed in wonder
And adore with folded wings;
For the lowly Species under,
Hidden Lies the King of kings.
Low in endless worship bent,
Praise the Blessed Sacrament.

Though the Heav’nly choir rejoices
Sings praise to His loving ear,
Seeks the tribute of our voices,
Tis for us He waiteth here!
Low in endless worship bent,
Praise the Blessed Sacrament.

All He hath in highest Heavèn
Veilèd in the Host we see;
And to us the care is gIven
Of His wonarous poverty.
Low in endless worship bent,
Praise the Blessed Sacrament.

Bread of Angels! Who can measure
All it means? This daily food?
And the daily granted treasure
Of His sacrificial Blood?
Low in endless worship bent,
Praise the Blessed Sacrament.

Bending low in adoration,
Ever constant let us be,
Making Jesus Reparation
For the world's inconstancy.
Low in endless worship bent,
Praise the Blessed Sacrament.