The Fifth Joyful Mystery of the Most Holy Rosary is the Finding of Jesus in the Temple. The fruit of the Mystery is “Joy at Finding Jesus”. I have always heard this song as such: Sweet Surrender. If you listen to it with the ears of Faith, it is quite moving. Particularly germane to our recent discussion in this space of worthy reception of the Eucharist are the lyrics, “I only hope that I won’t disappoint you, when I’m down here on my knees.” One cannot help but be reminded of the prayer just before Holy Communion in the Mass:
Let not the partaking of Thy Body, O Lord, Jesus Christ, which I, though unworthy, presume to receive, turn to my judgment and condemnation; but let it, through Thy mercy, become a safeguard and remedy, both for soul and body; Who with God the Father, in the unity of the Holy Ghost, livest and reignest God, world without end. Amen.
Percéptio Córporis tui, Dómine Iesu Christe, quod ego indígnus súmere præsúmo, non mihi provéniat in iudícium et condemnatiónem: sed pro tua pietáte prosit mihi ad tutaméntum mentis et córporis, et ad medélam percipiéndam: Qui vivis et regnas cum Deo Patre in unitáte Spíritus Sancti Deus, per ómnia saecula sæculórum. Amen.
Some people cite the fact that I sometimes listen to secular music composed in the 20th and 21st centuries as proof that I am a horrible person that should be disregarded. Perhaps. I don’t know. Perhaps. I suspect that my appreciation of this song is the very, very least of my problems. I’ll find out. And at the General Judgment, so will you.
In the mean time, stay confessed, pray the Rosary, pray for Pope Benedict XVI, visit the Blessed Sacrament, and go to Mass as often as humanly possible. Move if you have to. I have taken the liberty of capitalizing the lyrics below as if being sung to the Most Holy Trinity. I hope this helps.
It doesn’t mean much
It doesn’t mean anything at all
The life I’ve left behind me
Is a cold room
I’ve crossed the last line
From where I can’t return
Where every step I took in faith
Betrayed me
And led me from my home
Sweet surrender
Is all that I have to give
You take me in
No questions asked
You strip away the ugliness
That surrounds me
Are you an Angel
Am I already that gone
I only hope
That I won’t disappoint You
When I’m down here
On my knees
Sweet surrender
Is all that I have to give
Sweet surrender
Is all that I have to give
And I don’t understand
How the touch of Your hand…
I would be the one to fall
I miss the little things
I miss everything, about You
It doesn’t mean much
It doesn’t mean anything at all
The life I’ve left behind me
Is a cold room
Sweet surrender
Is all that I have to give
Sweet surrender
Is all that I have to give