Words: From the Ro­man Bre­vi­a­ry (Lis­bon, Por­tu­gal: 1786) (Sum­mi Pa­rent­is Fil­io); trans­lat­ed from La­tin to Eng­lish by , Hymns and Po­ems, 1873, and the com­pil­ers of Hymns An­cient and Mo­dern.

Music: St. George (Gaunt­lett), , 1848.

To Christ, the Prince of peace,
And Son of God most high,
The Father of the world to come,
We lift our joyful cry.

Deep in His heart for us
The wound of love He bore,
That love which He enkindles still
In hearts that Him adore.

O Jesu, Victim blest,
What else but love divine
Could Thee constrain to open thus
That sacred heart of Thine?

O wondrous Fount of love,
O Well of waters free,
O heavenly Flame, refining Fire,
O burning Charity!

Hide us in Thy dear heart,
Jesu, our Savior blest,
So shall we find Thy plenteous grace
And Heav’n’s eternal rest.