The Mass has always been a time for praise, giving God glory, and thanksgiving, although the hymns were not like many of today’s talking about ourselves, or pretending we are God speaking. Reverent hymns to God have always had a place.
At the Lamb’s high feast we sing,
Praise to our victorious King,
Who has washed us in the tide
Flowing from His pierced side;
Praise we Him, whose love divine
Gives His Sacred Blood for wine,
Gives His Body for the feast,
Christ the Victim, Christ the Priest.
Where the Paschal Blood is poured,
Death’s dark angel sheathes his sword;
Israel’s hosts triumphant go
Through the wave that drowns the foe.
Christ, the Lamb whose Blood was shed,
Paschal Victim, Paschal Bread!
With sincerity and love
Eat we manna from above.
- St. Ambrose (340-397)
translated by Robert Campbell (1814-1868)
Sing, my tongue, the Savior’s glory,
Of His Flesh the mystery sing,
And the Blood, all price exceeding,
Shed by our immortal King,
Destined for the world’s redemption,
From a noble womb to spring.
On the night of that last supper
Seated with His chosen band,
He, the paschal victim eating,
First fulfills the law’s command;
Then as food to His Apostles
Gives Himself with His own hand.
Word made Flesh, the bread of nature
By His word to Flesh He turns;
Wine into His Blood He changes:
What though sense no change discerns?
Only be the heart in earnest,
Faith her lesson quickly learns.
To the everlasting Father,
And the Son who reigns on high
With the Holy Ghost proceeding
Forth from each eternally,
Be salvation, honor, blessing,
Might and endless majesty.
Special theme for glad thanksgiving
Is the quickening and living
Bread today before you set:
From His hands of old partaken,
As we know, by faith unshaken,
Where the Twelve at supper met.
Here the New Law’s new oblation,
By the new King’s revelation,
Ends the form of ancient rite:
Now the new the old effaces,
Truth away the shadow chases,
Light dispels the gloom of night.
What He did at supper seated,
Christ mandated be repeated,
His memorial never to cease:
And His rule for guidance taking,
Bread and wine we hallow, making
Thus our Sacrifice of peace.
- From hymns by
St. Thomas Aquinas (1225-1274)
Romans 15
9.; as it is written, “THEREFORE I WILL GIVE PRAISE TO YOU AMONG THE GENTILES,
AND I WILL SING TO YOUR NAME.”