ST. BEDE, CHADWELL HEATH HYMN SHEET for THIRD SUNDAY of EASTER 18Th APRIL 2021

ST. BEDE, CHADWELL HEATH HYMN SHEET FOR THIRD SUNDAY OF EASTER 18th APRIL 2021

ENTRANCE HYMN

The strife is o’er, the battle done; The victory of life is won; The song of triumph has begun: Alleluia!

The pow’rs of death have done their worst; But Christ their legions has dispersed; Let shouts of holy joy outburst: Alleluia!

The three sad days are quickly sped; He rises glorious from the dead; All glory to our risen Head: Alleluia!

He closed the yawning gates of hell; The bars from heav’n’s high portals fell; Let hymns of praise His triumphs tell: Alleluia!

Lord, by the stripes which wounded You, In us You’ve won the vict’ry too, That we may live, and sing to You: Alleluia!

17th C, tr Francis Pott (1832-1909) alt.

PSALM RESPONSE

Lift up the light of your face on us, O Lord.

GOSPEL ACCLAMATION

Lord Jesus, explain the scriptures to us. Make our hearts burn within us as you talk to us.

PRAYER OF SPIRITUAL COMMUNION

My Jesus, I believe that You are truly present in the Most Blessed Sacrament of the altar. I love You above all things, And I desire to receive You into my life. Since I cannot now receive You sacramentally, come spiritually into my heart and soul. I embrace You as if you were already there, and I unite myself wholly to You. Never permit me to be separated from You. Amen. (Saint Alphonsus Liguori)

COMMUNION HYMN

O bread of heaven, beneath this veil Thou dost my very God conceal; My Jesus, dearest treasure, hail; I love thee and adoring kneel; Each loving soul by thee is fed With thine own self in form of bread.

O food of life, thou who dost give The pledge of immortality; I live; no, 'tis not I that live; God gives me life, God lives in me: He feeds my soul, he guides my ways, And every grief with joy repays.

O bond of love, that dost unite The servant to his living Lord; Could I dare live, and not requite Such love then death were meet reward: I cannot live unless to prove Some love for such unmeasured love.

Belovèd Lord in heaven above, There, Jesus, thou awaitest me; To gaze on thee with changeless love, Yes, thus I hope, thus shall it be: For how can he deny me heaven Who here on earth himself hath given?

St Alphonsus Liguorii (1696-1787) Tr. Edmund Vaughan (1827-1908)

RECESSIONAL HYMN

We have a gospel to proclaim Good news for men in all the earth; The gospel of a Saviour’s name: We sing His glory, tell His worth.

Tell of His birth at Bethlehem, Not in a royal house or hall But in a stable dark and dim: The Word made flesh, a light for all.

Tell of His death at Calvary, Hated by those He came to save; In lonely suffering on the cross For all He loved, His life He gave.

Tell of that glorious Easter morn: Empty the tomb, for He was free. He broke the power of death and hell That we might share His victory.

Tell of His reign at God’s right hand, By all creation glorified; He sends His Spirit on His Church To live for Him, the Lamb who died.

Now we rejoice to name Him King: Jesus is Lord of all the earth. This gospel message we proclaim: We sing His glory, tell His worth.