Soul of Jesus

Soul of Jesus, make me whole,

Meek and humble make my soul;

Oh most stainless Soul Divine,

Ceanse this sinsick soul of mine,

Hallow this my contrite heart,

Purify my every part;

Soul of Jesus, hallow me,

Miserere Domine.

Blood of Jesus, stream of life,

Shape me like a pruning knife

From Your broken Body shed

On the cross, that altar, bled;

Giv’n to be our hope in you

fill my heart and make it true;

Blood of Christ, my portion be,

Miserere Domine.

Jesus, by thy bitter death,

by thy last expiring breath,

Give me the eternal life,

Purchased by that mortal strife;

You dids suffer death that I

Might live in you to never die

By your dying quicken me,

Miserere Domine.

Jesus, by the wondrous power

Of your resurrection hour,

Rising from the grave below

Abundant life we now may know;

Call us with your voice of love,

Seat us with you now above,

By Your power comfort me,

Miserere Domine.

With thine angel host we raise

An undying song of praise,

So we sing eternally

Miserere Domine.

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Words: Latin, anonymous, fourteenth century after Psalm 51

Paraphrase plus new words and music, Anthony Foster 2002