Roman Mass Propers: Sequence: "Lauda Síon Salvatórem"

Submitted by Rick.Wheeler on Wed, 2011/06/22 - 4:40pm
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ID: 
2042
This is part of: 
Roman Mass Propers: Temporal Cycle: Feast of Corpus Christi
Original Source
Official Liturgical Book: 
Graduale Romanum
Proprium de Tempore
Composition Date: 
1264
Composer: 
St. Aquinas, Thomas
Arrangers / Editors: 
Institute of Christ the King
Proper Liturgical Usage: 
Holy Mass
Propers
Between Epistle and Gospel
Proper Liturgical Day: 
Any
Votive: 
F
Performance Time: 
6 min 30 sec
Composition Type: 
Sequentia
Texture: 
Monophonic
Voices: 
Unison
Language: 
Latin
Difficulty: 
Moderate
Musical Style: 
Gregorian
Gregorian Tone: 
7.
Lyrics: 

Lauda Sion Salvatórem     Lauda ducem et pastórem     In hymnis et cánticis.

Quantum potes, tantum aude:     Quia major omni laude,     Nec laudáre súfficis.

Laudis thema speciális,     Panis vivus et vitális,     Hódie propónitur.

Quem in sacræ mensa cœnæ,     Turbæ fratrum duodénæ     Datum non ambígitur.

Sit laus plena, sit sonóra,     Sit jucúnda, sit decóra     Mentis jubilátio.

Dies enim solémnis ágitur,     In qua mensæ prima recólitur     Hujus institútio.

In hac mensa novi Regis,     Novum Pascha novæ legis,     Phase vetus términat.

Vetustátem nóvitas,     Umbram fugat véritas,     Noctem lux elíminat.

Quod in cœna Christus gessit,     Faciéndum hoc expréssit     In sui memóriam.

Docti sacris institútis,     Panem, vinum, in salútis     Consecrámus hóstiam.

Dogma datur Christiánis,     Quod in carnem transit panis,     Et vinum in sánguinem.

Quod non capis, quod non vides,     Animósa firmat fides,     Præter rerum ordinem.

Sub divérsis speciébus,     Signis tantum, et non rebus,     Latent res exímiæ.

Caro cibus, sanguis potus:     Manet tamen Christus totus,     Sub utráque spécie.

A suménte non concísus,     Non confráctus, non divísus:     Integer accípitur.

Sumit unus, sumunt mille:     Quantum isti, tantum ille:     Nec sumptus consúmitur.

Sumunt boni, sumunt mali:     Sorte tamen inæquáli,     Vitæ vel intéritus.

Mors est malis, vita bonis:     Vide paris sumptiónis     Quam sit dispar éxitus.

Fracto demum Sacraménto,     Ne vacílles, sed memento,     Tantum esse sub fragménto,     Quantum toto tégitur.

Nulla rei fit scissúra:     Signi tantum fit fractúra:     Qua nec status nec statúra     Signáti minúitur.

Ecce panis Angelórum,     Factus cibus viatórum:     Vere panis fíliórum,     Non mittendus cánibus.

In figúris præsignátur,     Cum Isaac immolátur:     Agnus paschæ deputátur     Datur manna pátribus.

Bone pastor, panis vere,     Jesu, nostri miserére:     Tu nos pasce, nos tuére:     Tu nos bona fac vidére     In terra vivéntium.

Tu, qui cuncta scis et vales:     Qui nos pascis hic mortales:     Tuos ibi commensáles,     Cohærédes et sodales,     Fac sanctórum cívium.     Amen. Allelúja.

Translated Lyrics: 

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, Giv'n 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 ordain'd 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 't is life: and there 't is 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.

Lo! bread of the Angels broken, For us pilgrims food, and token Of the promise by Christ spoken, Children’s meat, to dogs denied.

Shewn 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.