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Panis angelicus

Fit panis hominum;

Dat panis coelicus

Figuris terminum.

O res mirabilis!

Manducat Dominum

Pauper, pauper.

Servus et humils.

Pauper, pauper,

Servus et humilis.

Heavenly bread that becomes the bread for all mankind;

Bread from the angelic host

That is the end of all imaginings.

Oh, miraculous thing!

This body of God will nourish

Even the poorest,

The most humble of servants.

Even the poorest,

The most humble of servants.