“Adoro te supplex, lateens deitas”

(beginning stanzas)

Godhead here in hiding, whom I do adore

Masked by these bare shadows, shape and nothing more,

See, Lord, at thy service low lies here a heart

Lost, all lost in wonder at the God thou art.

Seeing, touching, tasting are in thee deceived;

How says trusty hearing? that shall be believed;

What God’s Son has told me, take for true I do;

Truth himself speaks truly or there’s nothing true.

On the cross thy godhead made no sign to men;

Here thy very manhood steals from human ken:

Both are my confession, both are my belief,

And I pray the prayer of the dying thief.

~Thomas Aquinas 

(Gerard Manley Hopkins translated this Aquinas poem)