St Thomas Aquinas

This morning due to the ice, we had a communion service. This is only the second time I can remember in 11 years, having a communion service instead of Mass. We were able to sing the English version of some of St. Thomas Aquinas's hymns. I also can't remember singing the English versions. The words just jumped out at me, so I thought that you might like a translation of one of his hymns. 

(Latin) 

Pange, lingua, gloriosi 

Corporis mysterium 

Sanguinisque pretiosi, 

Quem in mundi pretium, 

Fructus ventris generosi, 

Rex effudit gentium.

Nobis datus, nobis natus 

Ex intacta Virgine, 

Et in mundo conversatus, 

Sparso verbi semine 

Sui moras incolatus 

Miro clausit ordine.

In supremae nocte coenae 

Recumbens cum fratribus, 

Observata lege plene 

Cibis in legalibus, 

Cibum turbae duodenae 

Se dat suis manibus

Verbum caro panem verum 

Verbo carnem efficit; 

Fit sanguis Christi merum. 

Et si sensus deficit, 

Ad firmandum cor sincerum 

Sola fides sufficit.

Tantum ergo sacramentum 

Venereumur cernui. 

Et antiquum documentum 

Novo cedat ritui. 

Praestet fides supplementum 

Sensuum defectui.

Genitori genitoque 

Laus et jubilatio, 

Salus, honor, virtus quoque 

Sit et benedictio. 

Procedenti ab utroque 

Compar sit laudatio.

Amen. 

(English) 

Acclaim, my tongue, this mystery 

Of glorious Body and precious Blood 

Which the King of nations shed for us 

A noble womb's sole fruitful bud. 

Given and born from a Virgin pure, 

Having made this world His dwelling place, 

When the seeds of His words were sown afar 

He ended His stay in wondrous grace. 

With brethren reclining at that last meal, 

He observes in full what the Law demands, 

Then gives Himself as food instead 

To apostles twelve with His own hands. 

The Word in Flesh makes true bread flesh, 

The Blood of Christ then comes from wine. 

Though senses fail to see this truth, 

Faith will make pure hearts incline.

So great a sacrament, therefore, 

Let us revere while kneeling down. 

Let old laws yield to this new rite. 

Let faith, not sense, conviction ground.

Praise and jubilation to the Father; 

Honor, virtue, blessing to the Son; 

And to the One Who proceeds from both 

In equal measure may praise be sung.

Amen

God bless! and stay warm....