Eucharist

I Adore Thee

You, I devoutly adore, hidden Truth, you
who under these forms, are truly hidden.

My whole heart submits itself to you for,
in contemplating you, I am at a complete loss.
Sight, touch, taste, in you are deceived;
hearing alone can be completely believed.
I believe all the son of God has said; nothing
can be more true than the Word of truth.

Upon the cross the Godhead alone was
hidden, but here the humanity is also hidden.

Truly believing and confessing both,
I beg what the penitent thief begged.
I do not see wounds, as Thomas did,
but I confess you as my God.

Make me believe ever more in you,
having hope in you, and loving you.

O memorial of the death of the Lord,
living bread that gives life to man,
Allow me always to live for you, and allow
me to taste your sweetness always.

One drop of which would be enough to save
the whole world of all its defilement.

Jesus, whom I now gave at veiled, when
shall that which I so desire come to pass?
So that seeing you, your face revealed, I may
be blessed with the vision of your glory.

English translation by Paul Murray, O.P.