82 A Song of Anselm
1 Jesus, like a mother you gather your people to you; ♦
you are gentle with us as a mother with her children.
2 Often you weep over our sins and our pride, ♦
tenderly you draw us from hatred and judgement.
3 You comfort us in sorrow and bind up our wounds, ♦
in sickness you nurse us, and with pure milk you feed us.
4 Jesus, by your dying we are born to new life; ♦
by your anguish and labour we come forth in joy.
5 Despair turns to hope through your sweet goodness; ♦
through your gentleness we find comfort in fear.
6 Your warmth gives life to the dead, ♦
your touch makes sinners righteous.
7 Lord Jesus, in your mercy heal us; ♦
in your love and tenderness remake us.
8 In your compassion bring grace and forgiveness, ♦
for the beauty of heaven may your love prepare us.
from Anselm of Canterbury