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Panis Angelicus


Holy Father, my dear Lord,

Give me the Heavenly Manna

That I used to be disgusted with,

This very light Food...

Neither theory nor practice, but Thee I want.

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Give honor to the Father and the Son. Kurie eleison.


Like so much water, all passed under the bridge.

My deeds, my thoughts, my wants, my needs.


Give honor to the Father and the Son. Kurie eleison.


I needed to learn, I learned and wanted to learn more,

Only to discover that ALL I want and need is Thee.


Give honor to the Father and the Son. Kurie eleison.


Yes, the Manna from up above, only the Manna.

Pure simplicity, wholesome heavenly bread;

Good for the heart, making the person healthy.


Give honor to the Father and the Son. Kurie eleison.


Give me that heavenly bread, day by day, every hour.


Kurie eleison. Da mihi istum panem angelicum!




Christophoreus Abbani






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