Deacon Timothy Shares the Meaning Behind His Ordination Mass Readings

Priestly People,
Kingly People

Chorus:
Priestly people, Kingly people, Holy people,
God’s chosen people, Sing praise to the Lord
Verse 1:
We sing to You, O Christ
beloved Son of the Father,
We give You praise, O wisdom
everlasting and word of God
Verse 2:
We give You praise, O Son
born of Mary the Virgin,
We sing to You,
Our Brother born to heal us
our saving Lord.
Verse 3:
We sing to You, O brightness
of the splendour and glory,
We give you praise,
O morning star announcing
the coming day.
Verse 4:
We sing to You, O light
bringing man out of darkness,
We give you praise,
O guiding light who shows us
the way to heaven
Verse 5:
We sing to You, Messiah
foretold by the prophets,
We give You praise, O Son of
David and Son of Abraham.
Verse 6:
We sing to You, Messiah
the hope of the people,
We give You praise,
O Christ our Lord King,
humble meek of heart
Verse 7:
We sing to You, the Way to
the Father in heaven,
We give You praise,
the way of truth and way of
all grace and light
Verse 8:
We sing to You, O priest of
the new dispensation,
We give you praise,
our peace, sealed by the
blood of the sacrifice
Verse 9:
We sing to You, O lamb put
to death for the sinner,
We give you praise, O victim
immolated for all mankind.
Verse 10:
We sing to You, the tabernacle
made by the Father,
We give You praise, the
cornerstone and Saviour
of Israel.
Verse 11:
We sing to You, the shepherd
who leads to the kingdom,
We give You praise, who
gathers all Your sheep into
one true fold.
Verse 12:
We sing to You, O fount
ever-flowing with mercy,
We give You praise,
who give us living water
to quench our thirst
Verse 13:
We sing to You, true vine
planted by God the Father,
We give You praise,
O blessed vine whose
branches bear fruit in love.
Verse 14:
We sing to You, the image
to the Father eternal,
We give you praise,
O living bread which comes
down to us from heaven

Love Divine,
All Loves Excelling

Verse 1:
Love divine, all loves excelling,
Joy of Heav'n to Earth come down,
Fix in us thy humble dwelling,
All thy faithful mercies crown;
Jesus, thou art all compassion,
Pure, unbounded love thou art;
Visit us with thy salvation,
Enter ev'ry trembling heart.
Verse 2:
Breathe, O breathe thy loving Spirit
Into ev'ry troubled breast;
Let us all in thee inherit,
Let us find thy promised rest;
Take away our love of sinning;
Alpha and Omega be;
End of faith as its beginning,
Set our hearts at liberty.
Verse 3:
Come, Almighty to deliver;
Let us all thy grace receive;
Suddenly return, and never,
Never more thy temples leave.
Thee we would be always blessing,
Serve thee as thy host above,
Pray, and praise thee without ceasing,
Glory in thy perfect love.
Verse 4:
Finish, then, thy new creation;
Pure and spotless let us be;
Let us see thy great salvation
Perfectly restored in thee;
Changed from glory into glory
Till in Heav'n we take our place,
Till we cast our crowns before thee,
Lost in wonder, love, and praise!

Praise to the Holiest
in the Height

Verse 1:
Praise to the Holiest in the height,
and in the depth be praise:
in all his words most wonderful,
most sure in all his ways.
Verse 2:
O loving wisdom of our God!
When all was sin and shame,
a second Adam to the fight
and to the rescue came.
Verse 3:
O wisest love! that flesh and blood,
which did in Adam fail,
should strive afresh against the foe,
should strive and should prevail;
Verse 4:
And that a higher gift than grace
should flesh and blood refine,
God's presence and his very self,
and essence all-divine.
Verse 5:
O generous love! that he, who smote
in Man for man the foe,
the double agony in Man
for man should undergo;
Verse 6:
And in the garden secretly,
and on the cross on high,
should teach his brethren, and inspire
to suffer and to die.
Verse 7:
Praise to the Holiest in the height,
and in the depth be praise:
in all his words most wonderful,
most sure in all his ways.

Veni Creator Spiritus

Verse 1:
Veni, Creátor Spíritus,
mentes tuórum vísita,
imple supérna grátia
quæ tu creásti péctora.
Verse 2:
Qui díceris Paráclitus,
donum Dei altíssimi,
fons vivus, ignis cáritas
et spiritális únctio.
Verse 3:
Tu septiformis múnere,
dextræ Dei tu dígitus,
tu rite promíssum Patris
sermóne ditans gúttura.
Verse 4:
Accénde lumen sénsibus,
infúnde amórem córdibus,
infírma nostri córporis
virtúte firmans pérpeti.
Verse 5:
Hostem repéllas lóngius
pacémque dones prótinus;
ductore sic te praévio
vitémus omne nóxium.
Verse 6:
Per te sciámus da Patrem
noscámus atque Fílium,
te utriúsque Spíritum
credamus omni témpore.
Verse 7:
Glória Patri Domino,
Natóque qui a mórtuis
Surréxit, ac Paráclito,
In saeculórum saécula. Amén

Come Holy Ghost,
Creator Come

Verse 1:
Come, Holy Ghost, Creator, come
From Thy bright heav’nly throne;
Come, take possession of our souls,
And make them all Thine own.
Verse 2:
Thou who art called the Paraclete,
Best gift of God above,
The living spring, the living fire,
Sweet unction and true love.
Verse 3:
Thou who art sevenfold in Thy grace,
Finger of God’s right hand;
His promise, teaching little ones
To speak and understand.
Verse 4:
O guide our minds with Thy blest light,
With love our hearts inflame;
And with Thy strength, which ne’er decays,
Confirm our mortal frame.
Verse 5:
Far from us drive our deadly foe;
True peace unto us bring;
And through all perils lead us safe
Beneath Thy sacred wing.
Verse 6:
Through Thee may we the Father know,
Through Thee th’ eternal Son,
And Thee the Spirit of them both,
Thrice-blessèd Three in One.
Verse 7:
All glory to the Father be,
With His co-equal Son:
The same to Thee, great Paraclete,
While endless ages run. Amen.

The King of Love
My Shepherd Is

Verse 1:
The King of love my shepherd is,
whose goodness faileth never.
I nothing lack if I am his,
and he is mine forever.
Verse 2:
Where streams of living water flow,
my ransomed soul he leadeth;
and where the verdant pastures grow,
with food celestial feedeth.
Verse 3:
Perverse and foolish, oft I strayed,
but yet in love he sought me;
and on his shoulder gently laid,
and home, rejoicing, brought me.
Verse 4:
In death's dark vale I fear no ill,
with thee, dear Lord, beside me;
thy rod and staff my comfort still,
thy cross before to guide me.
Verse 5:
Thou spreadst a table in my sight;
thy unction grace bestoweth;
and oh, what transport of delight
from thy pure chalice floweth!
Verse 6:
And so through all the length of days,
thy goodness faileth never;
Good Shepherd, may I sing thy praise
within thy house forever.

When I Survey the Wondrous Cross

Verse 1:
When I survey the wondrous cross
on which the Prince of glory died,
my richest gain I count but loss,
and pour contempt on all my pride.
Verse 2:
Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast
save in the death of Christ, my God!
All the vain things that charm me most,
I sacrifice them through his blood.
Verse 3:
See, from his head, his hands, his feet,
sorrow and love flow mingled down.
Did e'er such love and sorrow meet,
or thorns compose so rich a crown?
Verse 4:
His dying crimson like a robe,
Spreads o’er his body on the Tree;
Then am I dead to all the globe,
and all the globe is dead to me.
Verse 5:
Were the whole realm of nature mine,
that were a present far too small.
Love so amazing, so divine,
demands my soul, my life, my all.

Godhead Here in Hiding
(Adoro Te Devote)

Verse 1:
Godhead here in hiding whom I do adore
Masked by these bare shadows, shape and nothing more.
See, Lord, at thy service low lies here a heart
Lost, all lost in wonder at the God thou art.
Verse 2:
Seeing, touching, tasting are in thee deceived;
How says trusty hearing? that shall be believed;
What God's Son has told me, take for truth I do;
Truth himself speaks truly or there's nothing true.
Verse 3:
On the cross thy godhead made no sign to men;
Here thy very manhood steals from human ken:
Both are my confession, both are my belief,
And I pray the prayer made by the dying thief.
Verse 4:
I am not like Thomas, wounds I cannot see,
But I plainly call thee Lord and God as he:
This faith each day deeper be my holding of,
Daily make me harder hope and dearer love.
Verse 5:
O thou, our reminder of the Crucified,
Living Bread, the life of us for whom he died,
Lend this life to me, then; feed and feast my mind,
There be thou the sweetness man was meant to find.
Verse 6:
Like what tender tales tell of the Pelican,
Bathe me, Jesus Lord, in what thy bosom ran –
Blood that but one drop of has the pow'r to win
All the world forgiveness of its world of sin.
Verse 7:
Jesus whom I look at shrouded here below,
I beseech thee, send me what I thirst for so,
Some day to gaze on thee face to face in light
And be blest forever with thy glory's sight.

Be Thou my Vision

Verse 1:
Be thou my vision, O Lord of my heart;
Naught be all else to me save that thou art.
Thou my best thought by day and by night;
Waking or sleeping, thy presence my light.
Verse 2:
Be thou my wisdom, and thou my true Word;
I ever with thee and thou with me, Lord.
Thou my great Father, I thy dear child;
Thou in me dwelling, with thee reconciled.
Verse 3:
Be thou my breastplate, my sword for the fight;
Be thou my dignity, thou my delight.
Thou my soul's shelter, thou my high tow'r;
Raise thou me Heav'nward, O Pow'r of my pow'r.
Verse 4:
Riches I heed not, nor vain, empty praise;
Thou mine inheritance, now and always.
Thou and thou only, first in my heart,
High King of Heaven, my treasure thou art.
Verse 5:
High King of Heaven, my victory won,
May I reach Heaven's joys, O bright Heav'ns Sun!
Heart of my heart, whatever befall,
Still be my vision, O Ruler of all.

As the Bridegroom
to his Chosen

Verse 1:
As the bridegroom to His chosen,
As the king unto His realm,
As the keeper to the castle,
As the pilot to the helm,
As the captain to his soldiers,
As the shepherd to his lambs
So, Lord, art Thou to me.
Verse 2:
As the fountain in the garden,
As the candle in the dark,
As the treasure in the coffer,
As the manna in the ark,
As the firelight in the winter,
As the sunlight in the spring
So, Lord, art Thou to me.
Verse 3:
As the music at the banquet,
As the stamp unto the seal,
As refreshment to the fainting,
As the wine cup at the meal,
As singing on the feast day,
As the amen to the prayer,
So, Lord, art Thou to me.
Verse 4:
As the ruby in the setting,
As the honey in the comb,
As the light within the lantern,
As the father in the home,
As the eagle in the mountains,
As the sparrow in the nest,
So, Lord, art Thou to me.

O Purest of Creatures

Verse 1:
O Purest of creatures, sweet Mother, sweet maid,
The one spotless womb wherein Jesus was laid!
Dark night hath come down on us, Mother! and we
Look out for thy shining, sweet Star of the Sea!
Verse 2:
Deep night hath come down on this rough-spoken world,
And the banners of darkness are boldly unfurled;
And the tempest-tossed Church, all her eyes are on thee;
They look to thy shining, sweet Star of the Sea!
Verse 3:
He gazed on thy soul, it was spotless and fair,
For the empire of sin it had never been there;
None ever had owned thee, dear Mother, but He.
And He blest thy clear shining, sweet Star of the Sea!
Verse 4:
Earth gave Him one lodging; t'was deep in thy breast,
And God found a home where the sinner finds rest;
His home and His hiding-place both were in thee,
He was won by thy shining, sweet Star of the Sea!