ORISONS.

1.

Jesu, in the manger born,

Mid the stabled herd, forlorn;

Jesu, once a babe at rest,

On thy virgin mother’s breast;

Jesu, with thy sacred head,

Pillowed where the oxen fed;

Jesu Saviour, look on me,

Born in dreary earth like thee!

Miserere Domine.

2.

Jesu, in the temple shewn,

By thy mother poor and lone;

Jesu, child of fears and loves,

With the bleeding turtle-doves;

Jesu, in a father’s arms,

Borne from Herod’s vain alarms;

Jesu, Saviour, look on me,

By thine early misery.

Miserere Domine.

3.

Jesu, with the shelly bowl

Sprinkling o’er thy stainless soul;

Jesu, Lamb of God, for aye

Bearing all our sins away;

Jesu, up the mountain led,

Where the howling beasts are bred;

Jesu, tempted once like me,

Give me, too, thy victory.

Miserere Domine.

4.

Jesu, by thy power divine,

Changing water into wine;

Jesu, giving life again,

To the widow’s son of Nain;

Jesu, man’s own brother proved,

Weeping for thy friend beloved;

Jesu, let my worship be

Mary’s spikenard box to thee!

Miserere Domine.

5.

Jesu, in that solemn hall,

Holding love’s last festival;

Jesu, in the garden lone,

Where the paschal moon-beam shone;

Jesu, pouring out thy breath,

Soul and spirit unto death;

Jesu Saviour, pity me,

When I cannot watch with thee.

Miserere Domine.

6.

Jesu, in the purple weed,

Thorny crown, and scornful reed;

Jesu, fainting in the way,

’Neath the cross that on thee lay;

Jesu, with thy tender eye,

Straining for its hour to die;

Jesu, bid thy servant be

Yet in Paradise with thee.

Miserere Domine.

7.

Jesu, scarred but strong to save,

Rising deathless from the grave;

Jesu, in the garden seen

By adoring Magdalene;

Jesu, going up on high,

Leading thy captivity;

Jesu Saviour, let me be

Evermore in Heaven with thee.

Miserere Domine.