Our Lady of Fatima

In honor of the Fatima Centennial, here is a hymn from our parish’s May Procession booklet: Our Lady of Fatima. The hymn tune is called “In Fatima’s Cove”, but I was unable to find who composed it. The original Fatima poem used with this melody was in Portuguese by António Botto (1892-1959). Here is another English version, which I decided against because the wording is a little awkward. But feel free to find verses you like and add them to your family hymnal. The verses you find here are from the May Procession booklet I mentioned, and again, I couldn’t find their author. I’ll update this post if/when I do.

Our Lady of Fatima, Virgin most bright,
Hail Mary, Our Mother, Our Lady of Light.

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1.
Our Lady of Fatima, Virgin most bright,
Hail Mary, Our Mother, Our Lady of Light.

CHORUS
Ave, ave, ave, Maria!
Ave, ave, ave, Maria!

2.
We pray for all sinners and souls that now stray,
From Jesus and Mary, in heresy’s way.

3.
For poor, sick, afflicted, thy mercy we crave,
And comfort the dying, thou hope of the grave.

4.
In grief and temptation, in joy and in pain,
We’ll seek thee our Mother, nor seek thee in vain.

5.
In death’s solemn moment, our Mother be nigh;
As children of Mary, oh teach us to die.

 

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Soul of My Saviour

This beautiful hymn, Soul of My Saviour, is based on the original Latin text Anima Christi, which is attributed to Pope John XXII, 1249-1334. Anima Christi is the prayer frequently said after Holy Communion: Soul of Christ, sanctify me, Body of Christ, save me, etc.

J. Hegarty (1734?-1834) translated the prayer and turned it into the hymn text and Lorenzo Dobici composed this version of the hymn tune.

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PDF from Musica Sacra

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1.
Soul of my Saviour sanctify my breast,
Body of Christ, be Thou my saving guest,
Blood of my Saviour, bathe me in Thy tide,
Wash me with waters gushing from thy side.

2.
Strength and protection may Thy passion be,
O blessèd Jesus, hear and answer me;
Deep in Thy wounds, Lord, hide and shelter me,
So shall I never, never part from Thee.

3.
Guard and defend me from the foe malign,
In death’s dread moments make me only Thine;
Call me and bid me come to Thee on high
Where I may praise Thee with thy saints for aye.

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