(Lent reflection)
Glory be to Jesus, Who, in bitter pains,
Poured for me the lifeblood From His sacred veins!
Grace and life eternal In that blood I find;
Blest be His compassion, Infinitely kind.
Oft as earth exulting Sends its praise on high,
Angel hosts, rejoicing, Make their glad reply.
Lift we then our voices, Swell the mighty flood;
Louder still and louder Praise the precious blood!
---Attributed to S. Alfonso, 18th century; adatped c.m.b., 2012