Hidden God, devoutly I adore you, Truly present underneath these veils: All my heart subdues itself before you, Since it all before you faints and fails. Not to sight, or taste, or touch be credit, Hearing only do we trust secure; I believe, for God the Son has said it -- Word of Truth that ever shall endure. On the cross was veiled your Godhead's splendor, Here your manhood lies hidden too; Unto both alike my faith I render, And, as sued the contrite thief, I sue. Though I look not on your wounds with Thomas, You, my Lord, and you, my God, I call: Make me more and more believe your promise, Hope in you, and love you over all. O memorial of my Savior dying, Living Bread, that gives life to man; Make my soul, its life from you supplying, Taste your sweetness, as on earth it can. Deign, O Jesus, Pelican of heaven, Me, a sinner, in your Blood to lave, To a single drop of which is given All the world from all its sin to save. Contemplating, Lord, your hidden presence, Grant me what I thirst for and implore, In the revelation of your essence To behold your glory evermore.
A partial indulgence is granted to the faithful, who recite devoutly the above hymn.