ORISONS.
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.