Foma Akvinskij. Lauda sion
Lauda Sion Salvatorem,
Lauda ducem et pastorem,
In hymnis et canticis.
Quantum potes, tantum aude,
Quia maior omni laude,
Nec laudare sufficis.
Laudis thema specialis,
Panis vivis et vitalis
Hodie proponitur.
Quem in sacrae mensa cenae,
Turbae fratrum duodenae
Datum non ambigitur.
Sit laus plena, sit sonora,
Sit iucunda, sit decora
Mentis iubilatio.
Dies enim solemnis agitur,
In qua mensae prima recolitur
Huius institutio.
In hac mensa novi Regis,
Novum Pascha novae legis,
Phase vetus terminat.
Vetustatem novitas,
Umbram fugat veritas,
Noctem lux eliminat.
Quod in cena Christus gessit,
Faciendum hoc expressit
In sui memoriam.
Docti sacris institutis,
Panem, vinum in salutis
Consecramus hostiam.
Dogma datur christianis,
Quod in carnem transit panis,
Et vinum in sanguinem.
Quod non capis, quod non vides,
Animosa firmat fides,
Praeter rerum ordinem.
Sub diversis speciebus,
Signis tantum, et non rebus,
Latens rex eximiae.
Caro cibus, sanguis potus,
Manet tamen Christus totus
Sub utraque specie.
A sumente non concisus,
Non confractus, non divisus,
Integer accipitur.
Sumit unus, sumunt mille,
Quantum isti, tantum ille,
Nec sumptus consumitur.
Sumunt boni, sumunt mali
Sorte tamen inequali,
Vitae vel interitus.
Mors est malis, vita bonis,
Vide paris sumptionis
Quam sit dispar exitus.
Fracto demum sacramento,
Ne vacilles, sed memento
Tantum esse sub fragmento,
Quantum toto tegitur.
Nulla rei fit scissura,
Signi tantum sit fractura,
Qua nec status, nec statura
Signati minuitur.
Ecce panis angelorum,
Factus cibus viatorum,
Vere panis filiorum,
Non mittendus canibus.
In figuris praesignatur,
Cum Isaac immolatur,
Agnus Paschae deputatur,
Datur manna patribus.
Bone pastor, panis vere,
Iesu, nostri miserere,
Tu nos pasce, nos tuere,
Tu nos bona fac videre
In terra viventium.
Tu qui cuncta scis et vales,
Qui non pascis hic mortales,
Tuos ibi commensales,
Coheredes et sodales
Fac sanctorum civium.
[|kviritmicheskij perevod Ol'gi Lebedevoj]
Voznosi, Sion, hvalen'ya,
Gimny, slavu, pesnopen'ya
Nashemu Spasitelyu,
CH'e velichie prevyshe
Pohvaly lyuboj i vysshej -
Pastyryu, Uchitelyu.
Voshvaleniya bessporny:
Hleb zhivoj i zhivotvornyj
Nyne vozveshchaetsya,
CHto na trapeze svyashchennoj,
Na vechere nepremenno
Brat'yami vkushaetsya.
Tak zvuchi, hvala, polnee.
Bud' naryadnej, veselee,
Duha likovanie!
Skoro den' nastupit torzhestvennyj,
Den', kogda otprazdnuem radostno
|to nachinanie.
Novyj Car' na vstreche etoj:
Pashoj Novogo zaveta
Staraya konchaetsya.
YUnyj staryh vytesnit,
T'ma bezhit ot istiny,
Svetom noch' smenyaetsya.
Tam Hristos v svoem velich'i
Pokazal odin obychaj -
Pamyati znamenie.
Dolg svyashchennyj sovershaem:
Hleb, vino teper' vkushaem
My vo izbavlenie.
Znayut dogmu hristiane:
Kroviyu vino predstanet,
Plot'yu hleb yavlyaetsya.
Vse, chto trudno razumen'yu,
CHto temno prostomu zren'yu -
Veroj utverzhdaetsya.
Tak, svoi menyaya lica,
Sushchnost' vysshaya taitsya,
Vyyavlyayas' znakami.
Plot' edoj presushchestvitsya,
Krov' pit'em, i zdes' yavitsya
Sut' Hrista dvoyakaya.
Dlya vkushayushchih On celen,
Nerazdroblen, bezrazdelen -
On edin, Vkushaemyj.
Sotni, tysyachi vkushayut,
No Ego ne umen'shayut:
On neischerpaemyj.
Zlye, dobrye vkushayut,
No razlichno zavershayut
To, chto ravno nachato.
ZHizn'yu dobryh otmechayut,
Zlye smertiyu konchayut,
Ischezaya nachisto.
V mig svyatyni razdelen'ya,
Tverdo pomni bez somnen'ya:
Vse, chto polnit edinen'e -
V chasti sohranyaetsya.
Sushchee nerazdelimo,
V drobi celost' proyavima,
Ni znachenie, ni imya
V nej ne umen'shaetsya.
Hleb sej angelov pitaet,
Pishcha strannikov svyataya,
Hleb synov, chto ne brosayut
Psam na poruganie.
Nam proobrazami dannyj,
V Isaake byl zaklannyj
Agnec - Pashe dar, a manna -
Otcam vozdayanie.
Hleb nash vernyj, pastyr' milyj,
Iisus Hristos, pomiluj,
Beregi nas, darstvuj sily
Ot rozhden'ya do mogily
Dobryj put' izbrati nam.
Vseblagij i vsemogushchij,
Ty, vseh smertnyh z d e s ' pasushchij,
T a m, na trapeze gryadushchej,
Posadi nas sredi kushchej
So svyatymi brat'yami.
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