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‘Let us sing with joyful hearts
And bearing the praise which we owe
Of eternal gifts of Christ
And the victories of the martyrs
Princes of the churches, [5]
triumphal leaders of the war,
soldiers of the heavenly court,
and true lights of the world,
After the terrors of the world are conquered,
And the punishment of the body scorned, [10]
They take hold of the blessed light
Through a direct path: holy death.
Martyrs are handed over to the flames,
and to the teeth of beasts;
the frenzied executioner’s hand [15]
armed with claws rages at them.
Their exposed entrails hang,
their holy blood pours out,
but they remain unmoving
by the grace of eternal life. [20]
The devoted faith of the saints,
the unconquered hope of believers,
the perfect charity of Christ
conquers the prince of the world.
In them is the Father’s glory, [25]
in them is the desire of the Spirit,
in them the Son exults,
heaven is filled with joy.
Now we beg you, Redeemer,
that you join your praying servants [30]
in a fellowship of martyrdom,
Forever and ever.’
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The God whom earth, and sea, and sky
adore, and laud, and magnify,
who o'er their threefold fabric reigns,
the Virgin's spotless womb contains.
The God whose will by moon, and sun,
and all things in due course is done,
is borne upon a Maiden's breast,
by fullest heavenly grace possessed.
How blest that Mother, in whose shrine
the great Artificer Divine,
whose hand contains the earth and sky,
vouchsafed, as in His ark, to lie.
Blest, in the message Gabriel brought;
blest, by the work the Spirit wrought;
from whom the great Desire of earth
took human flesh and human birth.
All honour, laud, and glory be,
O Jesu, Virgin-born, to Thee,
whom with the Father we adore,
and Holy Ghost for evermore.
Amen.
O Heaven's glorious mistress,
elevated above the stars,
thou feedest with thy sacred breast
him who created thee.
What miserable Eve lost
thy dear offspring to man restores,
the way to glory is open to the wretched
for thou has become the Gate of Heaven.
Thou art the door of the High King,
the gate of shining light.
Life is given through a Virgin:
Rejoice, ye redeemed nations.
Glory be to Thee, O Lord,
Born of a Virgin,
with the Father and the Holy Spirit,
world without end. Amen.
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Lo, how the savage crew Of our proud sins hath rent The Heart of our all-gracious God, That Heart so innocent.The soldiers quivering lance Our guilt it was that drave, Our wicked deeds that to its point Such cruel sharpness gave.O wounded Heart, whence sprang The Church, the Saviours bride; Thou Door of our Salvations Ark Set in its mystic side.Thou holy fount, whence flows The sacred sevenfold flood. Where we our filthy roles may cleanse In the Lambs saving Blood:By sorrowful relapse, Thee will we rend no more; But like the flames, those types of love, Strive heavenward to soar.Father and Son supreme And Spirit, hear our cry; Whose is the kingdom, praise and power, Through all eternity. -
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Sanctify me wholly, Soul of Christ adored; Be my sure Salvation, Body of the Lord: Fill and satisfy me, O Thou Blood unpriced: Wash me, Sacred Water, from the side of Christ. Passion of my Saviour, be my strength in need: Good and gracious Jesus, to my prayer give heed: In Thy Wounds most precious let me refuge find: All the power malignant of the foeman bind: At deaths final hour, call me to Thy face: Bid me stand beside Thee in the heavenly place: There with Saints and Angels I shall sing to Thee Through the countless ages of eternity. -
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Round roll the weeks our hearts to greet, With blissful joy returning; For lo! The Holy Paraclete On twelve bright brows sits burning:With quivering flame He lights on each, In fashion like a tongue, to teach That eloquent they are of speech, Their hearts with true love yearning.While with all tongues they speak to all, The nations deem them maddened, And drunk with wine the Prophets call, Whom God’s good Spirit gladdened;A marvel this—in mystery done— The holy Paschaltide outrun, By numbers told, whose reckoning won Remission for the saddened.O God most Holy, Thee we pray, With reverent brow low bending, Grant us the Spirit’s gifts to-day— The gifts from heaven descending;And, since, Thy grace hath deigned to bide Within our breasts once sanctified, Deign, Lord, to cast our sins aside, Henceforth calm seasons sending.To God the Father, laud and praise, Praise to the Son be given; Praise to the Spirit of all grace, The fount of graces seven—As was of old, all worlds before, Is now and shall be evermore, When time and change are spent and o’er— All praise in earth and heaven. -
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1. Now Christ, ascending whence He came,
Had mounted o'er the starry frame,
The Holy Ghost on man below,
The Father's promise, to bestow.
2. The solemn time was drawing nigh,
Replete with heav'nly mystery,
On seven days' sevenfold circles borne,
That first and blessed Whitsunmorn.
3. When the third hour shone all around,
There came a rushing mighty sound,
And told the Apostles, while in prayer,
That, as was promised, God was there.
4. Forth from the Father's light it came,
That beautiful and kindly flame:
To fill with fervor of His word
The spirits faithful to their Lord.
5. With joy the Apostles' breasts are fired,
By God the Holy Ghost inspired:
And straight, in divers kinds of speech,
The wondrous works of God they preach.
6. To men of every race they speak,
Alike Barbarian, Roman, Greek:
From the same lips, with awe and fear,
All men their native accents hear.
7. But Juda's sons, e'en faithless yet,
With mad infuriate rage beset,
To mock Christ's followers com-
As drunken all with new-made wine.
8. When lo! with signs and mighty deeds,
Stands Peter in the midst, and pleads;
Confounding their malignant lie
By Joel's ancient prophecy.
9. To God the Father let us sing,
To God the Son, our risen King,
And equally let us adore
The Spirit, God for evermore.
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Hail, Thou who man’s Redeemer art, Jesu, the joy of every heart; Great Maker of the world’s wide frame, And purest love’s delight and flame:What nameless mercy Thee o’ercame, To bear out load of sin and shame? For guiltless, Thou Thy life didst give, That sinful erring man might live.The realms of woe are forced by Thee, Its captives from their chains set free; And Thou, amid Thy ransomed train, At God’s right hand dost victor reign.Let mercy sweet with Thee prevail, To cure the wounds we now bewail; Oh, bless us with Thy holy sight, And fill us with eternal light.Our guide, our way to heavenly rest, Be Thou the aim of every breast; Be Thou the soother of our tears, Our sweet reward above the spheres. -
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IN THIS our bright and Paschal day
the sun shines out with purer ray,
when Christ, to earthly sight made plain,
the glad Apostles see again.
The wounds, the riven wounds he shows
in that his flesh with light that glows,
in loud accord both far and nigh
the Lord's arising testify.
O Christ, the King who lovest to bless,
do thou our hearts and souls possess;
to thee our praise that we may pay,
to whom our laud is due for aye.
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Light's glittering morn bedecks the sky,
heaven thunders forth its victor cry,
the glad earth shouts its triumph high,
and groaning hell makes wild reply:
2 While he, the King of glorious might,
treads down death's strength in death's despite,
and trampling hell by victor's right,
brings forth his sleeping Saints to light.
3 Fast barred beneath the stone of late
in watch and ward where soldiers wait,
now shining in triumphant state,
He rises Victor from death's gate.
4 Hell's pains are loosed, and tears are fled;
captivity is captive led;
the Angel, crowned with light, hath said,
'The Lord is risen from the dead.'
5 O Christ, the King who lovest to bless,
do thou our hearts and souls possess;
to thee our praise that we may pay,
to whom our laud is due for aye.]
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1. The Lamb's high banquet we await
in snow-white robes of royal state:
and now, the Red Sea's channel past,
to Christ our Prince we sing at last.
2. Upon the Altar of the Cross
His Body hath redeemed our loss:
and tasting of his roseate Blood,
our life is hid with Him in God.
3. That Paschal Eve God's arm was bared,
the devastating Angel spared:
by strength of hand our hosts went free
from Pharaoh's ruthless tyranny.
4. Now Christ, our Paschal Lamb, is slain,
the Lamb of God that knows no stain,
the true Oblation offered here,
our own unleavened Bread sincere.
5. O Thou, from whom hell's monarch flies,
O great, O very Sacrifice,
Thy captive people are set free,
and endless life restored in Thee.
6. For Christ, arising from the dead,
from conquered hell victorious sped,
and thrust the tyrant down to chains,
and Paradise for man regains.
7. We pray Thee, King with glory decked,
in this our Paschal joy, protect
from all that death would fain effect
Thy ransomed flock, Thine own elect.
8. To Thee who, dead, again dost live,
all glory Lord, Thy people give;
all glory, as is ever meet,
to Father and to Paraclete. Amen.
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I saw water flowing out of the Temple, from its right side, Alleluia:
And all to whom this water came were saved, And they shall say: Alleluia, Alleluia.
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O QUEEN of heaven rejoice! alleluia:
For He whom thou didst merit to bear, alleluia,
Hath arisen as he said, alleluia.
Pray for us to God, alleluia.
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Sing, my tongue, the glorious battle,[1] With completed victory rife: And above the Cross's trophy Tell the triumph of the strife: How the world's Redeemer conquer'd By surrendering of His Life.
God his Maker, sorely grieving That the first-made Adam fell, When he ate the fruit of sorrow, Whose reward was death and hell, Noted then this Wood, the ruin Of the ancient wood to quell.
For the work of our Salvation Needs would have his order so, And the multiform deceiver's Art by art would overthrow, And from thence would bring the med'cine Whence the insult of the foe.
Wherefore, when the sacred fulness Of th' appointed time was come, This world's Maker left His Father, Sent the Heavenly Mansion from, And proceeded, God Incarnate, Of the Virgin's Holy Womb.
Weeps the Infant in the manger That in Bethlehem's stable stands; And His Limbs the Virgin Mother Doth compose in swaddling bands, Meetly thus in linen folding Of her God the feet and hands.
Thirty years among us dwelling, His appointed time fulfill'd, Born for this, He meets his Passion, For that this He freely will'd: On the Cross the Lamb is lifted, Where His life-blood shall be spilled.
He endured the nails, the spitting, Vinegar, and spear, and reed; From that Holy Body broken Blood and water forth proceed: Earth, and stars, and sky, and ocean, By that flood from stain are freed.
Faithful Cross! above all other, One and only noble tree! None in foliage, none in blossom, None in fruit thy peers may be: Sweetest Wood, and sweetest Iron! Sweetest Weight is hung on thee.
Bend thy boughs, O Tree of Glory! Thy relaxing sinews bend; For awhile the ancient rigour, That thy birth bestowed, suspend; And the King of Heavenly Beauty On thy bosom gently tend!
Thou alone wast counted worthy This world's ransom to uphold; For a shipwrecked race preparing Harbour, like the Ark of old; With the sacred Blood anointed From the smitten Lamb that roll'd.[2]
To the Trinity be glory Everlasting, as is meet: Equal to the Father, equal To the Son, and Paraclete: Trinal Unity, Whose praises All created things repeat. Amen.
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Link to MusicToday we learn a short doxology -- sung in Monasteries and the Eastern Rites of the Church -- dating back to the 4th century!
Thou art worthy of praise, thou art worthy of hymns, to Thee be glory: to God the Father and the Son with the Holy Ghost, world without end. Amen.
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Link to MusicToday we learn a wonderful hymn to our glorious mother! August 15 - 22nd is a little octave of Our Lady, and this hymn should be a part of everyone's celebration of her Assumption and Crowning.
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Link to MusicLearn to sing the Solemn Tone of the Salve Regina. This beautiful Marian Antiphon is traditionally sung after the Rosary and after Night Prayer during Ordinary time. Mary has also revealed in visions that this is one of her favorites!
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Link to musicLearn the Missa de Angelis Part 4 -- Agnus Dei
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Link to music Learn Mass VIII (Missa de Angelis) Part 3 -- Sanctus
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Link to MusicLearn the Missa de Angelis, Part 2 -- Gloria
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