Praise To The Holiest |
Firmly I Believe |
Jesus My Lord My God My All |
O Sacred Heart |
Loving Shepherd of Thy Sheep |
Praise to the Holiest in the height And in the depth be praise In all his words most wonderful Most sure i all his ways. O loving wisdom of our God When all was sin and shame A second Adam to the fight And to the rescue came |
Firmly I believe and truly God is Three and God is One And I next acknowdedge duly Manhood taken by the Son And I trust and hop[e most fully In that manhood crucified And each though and deed unruly Do to death as he has died Simply to his grace and wholly Light and life and stength belong And I love supremely solely Him the holy him the strong |
O Sacred Heart Our home lies deep in thee On earth thou art an exile's rest In heaven the glory of the blest O Sacred Heart O Sacred Heart Tho fount of contrite tears Where'er those living waters flow New life to sinners they bestow O Sacred Heart O Sacred Heart Bless our dear native land May England's sons in truth er'er stand With faith's bright banner still in hand O Sacred Heart |
Jesus My Lord My God My all How can I love Thee as I ought? And how revere this wondrous gift So far surpassing hope or thought Chorus Sweet Sacrament We Thee adore Oh make us love Thee more and more Oh make us love Thee more and more. Had I but Marys Sinless Heart To love Thee With my dearest King. Oh with what burst of fervent praise, Thy goodness Jesus would I sing. |
Loving Shepherd of Thy Sheep Keep me Lord in safety keep Nothing can Thy power withstand None can pluck me from Thy Hand Loving Shepherd Thou didst give Thine own life hat I might live May I love Thee day by day Gladly Thy sweet Will obey Loving Shepherd ever near Teach me still Ty Voice to hear Suffer not my step to stray From the strait and narrow way Where Thou leade may I go Wlking in Thy steps below There before Thy Father's throne Jesus claim me for Thine own |
August 20, 2000 |
For Christ The King |
Chorus An army of youth flying The standards of Truth Were fighting for Christ the Lord Heads lifted hig Catholic Action our cry And the Cross our only sword On earth's battlefield Never avantage we'll yield As dauntlessly on we swing Comrades trued dare and do 'Neth the Queen's white and blue For our flag for our Faith For Christ the King Christ lifts His hands The King commands His challenge Come and followme From ev'ry side with eager stride We form in the lines of victory Let foemen lurk and laggards shirk We throw our fortunes with the Lord Mary's Son till the world is won We pledge you our loyal word Chorus |
