Soul of Jesus, Make Me Whole

Soul of Je­sus

make me whole

Meek and con­trite make my soul;

Thou most stain­less Soul di­vine

Cleanse this sor­did soul of mine

Hallow this my con­trite heart

Purify my ev­ery part;

Soul of Je­sus

hal­low me

Miserere Do­mi­ne.

Save me

bo­dy of my Lord

Save a sin­ner

vile

ab­horred;

Sacred bo­dy

wan and worn

Bruised and man­gled

scourged and torn

Piercèd hands and feet and side

Rent

in­sult­ed

cru­ci­fied:

Save me: to the cross I flee

Miserere Do­mi­ne.

Blood of Je­sus

stream of life

Sacred stream with bless­ings rife

From the brok­en bo­dy shed

On the cross

that al­tar dread;

Giv’n to be our drink di­vine

Fill my heart and make it Thine;

Blood of Christ

my suc­cor be

Miserere Do­mi­ne.

Holy wa­ter

stream that poured

From Thy riv­en side

O Lord

Wash thou me with­out

with­in

Cleanse me from the taint of sin

Till my soul is clean and white

Bathed and pu­ri­fied and bright

As a ran­somed soul should be

Miserere Do­mi­ne.

Jesus

by the won­drous pow­er

Of Thine aw­ful pas­sion hour

By the un­imag­ined woe

Mortal man may nev­er know;

By the curse upon Thee laid

By the ran­som Thou hast paid

By Thy pas­sion com­fort me

Miserere Do­mi­ne.

Jesus

by Thy bit­ter death

By Thy last ex­pir­ing breath

Give me the eter­nal life

Purchased by that mor­tal strife;

Thou didst suf­fer death that I

Might not die ete­rnal­ly;

By Thy dy­ing quick­en me

Miserere Do­mi­ne.

Miserere

let me be

Never part­ed

Lord

from Thee;

Guard me from my ruth­less foe

Save me from eter­nal woe;

When the hour of death is near

And my spir­it faints for fear

Call me with Thy voice of love

Place me near to Thee above

With Thine an­gel host to raise

An un­dy­ing song of praise

Miserere Do­mi­ne.