Blessed John Henry Newman
Gerontius |
| Sanctus fortis, Sanctus Deus, |
| De profundis oro te, |
| Miserere, Judex meus, |
| Parce mihi, Domine. |
| Firmly I believe and truly |
| God is three, and God is One; |
| And I next acknowledge duly |
| Manhood taken by the Son. |
| And I trust and hope most fully |
| In that Manhood crucified; |
| And each thought and deed unruly |
| Do to death, as He has died. |
| Simply to His grace and wholly |
| Light and life and strength belong, |
| And I love, supremely, solely, |
| Him the holy, Him the strong. |
| Sanctus fortis, Sanctus Deus, |
| De profundis oro te, |
| Miserere, Judex meus, |
| Parce mihi, Domine. |
| And I hold in veneration, |
| For the love of Him alone, |
| Holy Church, as His creation, |
| And her teachings, as His own. |
| And I take with joy whatever |
| Now besets me, pain or fear, |
| And with a strong will I sever |
| All the ties which bind me here. |
| Adoration aye be given, |
| With and through the angelic host, |
| To the God of earth and heaven, |
| Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. |
| Sanctus fortis, Sanctus Deus, |
| De profundis oro te, |
| Miserere, Judex meus, |
| Mortis in discrimine. |
I can no more; for now it comes again, |
| That sense of ruin, which is worse than pain, |
| That masterful negation and collapse |
| Of all that makes me man; as though I bent |
| Over the dizzy brink |
| Of some sheer infinite descent; |
| Or worse, as though |
| Down, down for ever I was falling through |
| The solid framework of created things, |
| And needs must sink and sink |
| Into the vast abyss. And, crueller still, |
| A fierce and restless fright begins to fill |
| The mansion of my soul. And, worse and worse, |
| Some bodily form of ill |
| Floats on the wind, with many a loathsome curse |
| Tainting the hallow'd air, and laughs, and flaps |
| Its hideous wings, |
| And makes me wild with horror and dismay. |
| O Jesu, help! pray for me, Mary, pray! |
| Some Angel, Jesu! such as came to Thee |
| In Thine own agony … |
| Mary, pray for me. Joseph, pray for me. Mary, |
| pray for me. |
|
| Rescue him, O Lord, in this his evil hour, |
| As of old so many by Thy gracious power:— |
| (Amen.) |
| Enoch and Elias from the common doom; (Amen.) |
| Noe from the waters in a saving home; (Amen.) |
| Abraham from th' abounding guilt of Heathenesse; |
| (Amen.) |
| Job from all his multiform and fell distress; |
| (Amen.) |
| Isaac, when his father's knife was raised to slay; |
| (Amen.) |
| Lot from burning Sodom on its judgment-day; |
| (Amen.) |
| Moses from the land of bondage and despair; |
| (Amen.) |
| Daniel from the hungry lions in their lair; |
| (Amen.) |
| And the Children Three amid the furnace-flame; |
| (Amen.) |
| Chaste Susanna from the slander and the shame; |
| (Amen.) |
| David from Golia and the wrath of Saul; |
| (Amen.) |
| And the two Apostles from their prison-thrall; |
| (Amen.) |
| Thecla from her torments; (Amen.) |
| —so to show Thy power, |
| Rescue this Thy servant in his evil hour. |
+Parce mihi, Domine.
