Bob Chilcott: Pange lingua

Musicaficta Vocal Ensemble [YouTube]

BBC Singers; Olivia Robinson, solo soprano; Simone Rebello, percussion; Bob Chilcott conducting [musicMe] (info);  [NML] (info)

Pange lingua gloriosi
corporis mysterium
sanguinisque pretiosi,
quem in mundi pretium
fructus ventris generosi
rex effudit gentium.

Sing, my tongue, the Savior's glory,
of His flesh the mystery sing;
of the Blood, all price exceeding,
shed by our immortal King,
destined, for the world's redemption,
from a noble womb to spring.

Nobis datus, nobis natus
ex intacta virgine,
et in mundo conversatus,
sparso Verbi semine,
sui moras incolatus
miro clausit ordine.

Of a pure and spotless Virgin  
born for us on earth below,
He, as Man, with man conversing,
stayed, the seeds of truth to sow;
then He closed in solemn order
wondrously His life of woe. 

In supremae nocte cenae
recumbens cum fratribus,
observata lege plene
cibis in legalibus,
cibum turbae duodenae
se dat suis manibus.

On the night of that Last Supper,
seated with His chosen band,
He the Pascal victim eating,
first fulfills the Law's command;
then as Food to His Apostles
gives Himself with His own hand.

Verbum caro panem verum
verbo carnem efficit,
fitque sanguis Christi merum,
et si sensus deficit,
ad firmandum cor sincerum
sola fides sufficit.

Word-made-Flesh, the bread of nature
by His word to Flesh He turns;
wine into His Blood He changes;
what though sense no change discerns?
Only be the heart in earnest,
faith her lesson quickly learns.