Salve mundi Salutare. 12th Cent. Bernard of Clairvaux.
Sei mir tausendmal gegrüsset. 1653.
Thousand times by me be greeted,
Jesus, who has lovèd me,
And thyself to death submitted
For my treason against thee:
Ah, how happy do I feel,
When 'fore thee I humbly kneel,
See thee on the cross expiring,
And true life for me acquiring.
Jesus, thee I view in spirit,
Covered o'er with blood and wounds:
Now salvation through thy merit
For my sin-sick soul abounds:
O who can, thou Prince of Peace,
Who didst thirst for our release,
Fully fathom all that's treasured
In thy love's design unmeasured?
Heal me, O my soul's Physician,
Wheresoe'er I'm sick or sad;
All the woes of my condition
By thy balm be now allayed:
Heal the hurts which Adam wrought,
Or which on myself I've brought;
If thy blood me only cover,
My distress will soon be over.
With the deepest adoration
Humbly at thy feet I lie,
And with fervent supplication
Unto thee for succour cry:
My petition kindly hear;
Say in answer to my prayer,
'I will change thy grief and sadness
Into comfort, joy, and gladness.'