Chantbird’s Garden of Song
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20.04.202520:36
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JESUS RISEN
Hymn
(continued from above)
5.
And Thou, too, Soul of Jesus ! Thou
Towards that sacred Flesh didst yearn,
And for the beatings of that Heart
How ardently Thy love did burn.
6.
They worshipped, while the beauteous Soul
Paused by the Body's wounded Side :—
Bright flashed the cave,— before them stood
The Living Jesus Glorified.
7.
Down, down, all lofty things on earth,
And worship Him with joyous dread !
O Sin ! thou art outdone by love !
Death ! thou art discomfited !
8.
Ye Heavens, how sang they in your courts,
How sang the angelic choirs that day,
When from His tomb the imprisoned God,
Like the strong sunrise, broke away ?
9.
Oh I am burning so with love,
I fear lest I should make too free ;
Let me be silent and adore
Thy glorified Humanity.
10.
Ah ! new Thou sendest me sweet tears ;
Fluttered with love, my spirits fail,—
What shall I say? Thou knowst my heart ;
All hail ! dear Conqueror ! all hail !
~ Frederick William Faber, D.D. Hymns (1861)
JESUS RISEN
Hymn
(continued from above)
5.
And Thou, too, Soul of Jesus ! Thou
Towards that sacred Flesh didst yearn,
And for the beatings of that Heart
How ardently Thy love did burn.
6.
They worshipped, while the beauteous Soul
Paused by the Body's wounded Side :—
Bright flashed the cave,— before them stood
The Living Jesus Glorified.
7.
Down, down, all lofty things on earth,
And worship Him with joyous dread !
O Sin ! thou art outdone by love !
Death ! thou art discomfited !
8.
Ye Heavens, how sang they in your courts,
How sang the angelic choirs that day,
When from His tomb the imprisoned God,
Like the strong sunrise, broke away ?
9.
Oh I am burning so with love,
I fear lest I should make too free ;
Let me be silent and adore
Thy glorified Humanity.
10.
Ah ! new Thou sendest me sweet tears ;
Fluttered with love, my spirits fail,—
What shall I say? Thou knowst my heart ;
All hail ! dear Conqueror ! all hail !
~ Frederick William Faber, D.D. Hymns (1861)
20.04.202520:35
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JESUS RISEN
1.
All hail ! dear Conqueror ! all hail !
Oh what a victory is Thine !
How beautiful Thy strength appears,
Thy crimson Wounds, how bright they shine !
2.
Thou camest at the dawn of day ;
Armies of souls around Thee were,
Blest spirits, thronging to adore
Thy Flesh, so marvellous, so fair.
3.
The everlasting Godhead lay
Shrouded within those Limbs Divine,
Nor left untenanted one hour
That sacred Human Heart of Thine.
4.
They worshipped Thee, those ransomed souls,
With the fresh strength of love set free ;
They worshipped joyously, and thought
Of Mary while they looked on Thee.
(continued below)
JESUS RISEN
1.
All hail ! dear Conqueror ! all hail !
Oh what a victory is Thine !
How beautiful Thy strength appears,
Thy crimson Wounds, how bright they shine !
2.
Thou camest at the dawn of day ;
Armies of souls around Thee were,
Blest spirits, thronging to adore
Thy Flesh, so marvellous, so fair.
3.
The everlasting Godhead lay
Shrouded within those Limbs Divine,
Nor left untenanted one hour
That sacred Human Heart of Thine.
4.
They worshipped Thee, those ransomed souls,
With the fresh strength of love set free ;
They worshipped joyously, and thought
Of Mary while they looked on Thee.
(continued below)
20.04.202520:32
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HYMN for EASTER-SUNDAY
O filii et filiæ
(continued)
Then straightway one in white they see,
Who saith, “Ye seek the Lord; but He
Is ris’n, and gone to Galilee."
This told they Peter, told they John;
Who forthwith to the tomb are gone,
But Peter is by John outrun.
That self-same night, while out of fear
The doors were shut, their Lord most dear
To his Apostles did appear.
But Thomas, when of this he heard,
Was doubtful of his brethren’s word;
Wherefore again there comes the Lord.
“Thomas, behold my side,” saith He;
“My hands, my feet, my body see,
And doubt not, but believe in Me.”
When Thomas saw that wounded side,
The truth no longer he denied;
“Thou art my Lord and God !" he cried.
Oh, blest are they who have not seen
Their Lord, and yet believe in Him !
Eternal life awaiteth them.
Now let us praise the Lord most high,
And strive His name to magnify
On this great day, through earth and sky :
Whose mercy ever runneth o’er;
Whom men and Angel Hosts adore;
To Him be glory evermore.
Lyra Catholica: Containing All the Breviary and Missal Hymns. Rev. Fr. Edward Caswall, M.A., translator. (1849)
HYMN for EASTER-SUNDAY
O filii et filiæ
(continued)
Then straightway one in white they see,
Who saith, “Ye seek the Lord; but He
Is ris’n, and gone to Galilee."
This told they Peter, told they John;
Who forthwith to the tomb are gone,
But Peter is by John outrun.
That self-same night, while out of fear
The doors were shut, their Lord most dear
To his Apostles did appear.
But Thomas, when of this he heard,
Was doubtful of his brethren’s word;
Wherefore again there comes the Lord.
“Thomas, behold my side,” saith He;
“My hands, my feet, my body see,
And doubt not, but believe in Me.”
When Thomas saw that wounded side,
The truth no longer he denied;
“Thou art my Lord and God !" he cried.
Oh, blest are they who have not seen
Their Lord, and yet believe in Him !
Eternal life awaiteth them.
Now let us praise the Lord most high,
And strive His name to magnify
On this great day, through earth and sky :
Whose mercy ever runneth o’er;
Whom men and Angel Hosts adore;
To Him be glory evermore.
Lyra Catholica: Containing All the Breviary and Missal Hymns. Rev. Fr. Edward Caswall, M.A., translator. (1849)
20.04.202520:30
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HYMN for EASTER-SUNDAY
O filii et filiæ
YE sons and daughters of the Lord !
The King of glory, King ador’d,
This day Himself from death restor’d.
All in the early morning grey
Went holy women on their way,
To see the tomb where Jesus lay.
Of spices pure a precious store
In their pure hands those women bore,
To anoint the sacred Body o’er.
(continued below)
HYMN for EASTER-SUNDAY
O filii et filiæ
YE sons and daughters of the Lord !
The King of glory, King ador’d,
This day Himself from death restor’d.
All in the early morning grey
Went holy women on their way,
To see the tomb where Jesus lay.
Of spices pure a precious store
In their pure hands those women bore,
To anoint the sacred Body o’er.
(continued below)
20.04.202520:27
EASTER SUNDAY
Victimæ Paschali laudes
Sequence
FORTH to the paschal Victim, Christians, bring
Your sacrifice of praise :
The Lamb redeems the sheep ;
And Christ, the Sinless One,
Hath to the Father sinners reconcil’d.
Together, Death and Life
In a strange conflict strove ;
The Prince of Life, who died,
Now lives and reigns.
What thou sawest, Mary, say,
As thou wentest on the way.
I saw the tomb wherein the Living One had lain ;
I saw His glory as He rose again;
Napkin and linen clothes, and Angels twain :
Yea, Christ is risen, my hope, and He
Will go before you into Galilee.
We know that Christ indeed has risen from the grave :
Hail, thou King of Victory !
Have mercy, Lord, and save.
Lyra Catholica: Containing All the Breviary and Missal Hymns. Rev. Fr. Edward Caswall, M.A., translator. (1849)
Victimæ Paschali laudes
Sequence
FORTH to the paschal Victim, Christians, bring
Your sacrifice of praise :
The Lamb redeems the sheep ;
And Christ, the Sinless One,
Hath to the Father sinners reconcil’d.
Together, Death and Life
In a strange conflict strove ;
The Prince of Life, who died,
Now lives and reigns.
What thou sawest, Mary, say,
As thou wentest on the way.
I saw the tomb wherein the Living One had lain ;
I saw His glory as He rose again;
Napkin and linen clothes, and Angels twain :
Yea, Christ is risen, my hope, and He
Will go before you into Galilee.
We know that Christ indeed has risen from the grave :
Hail, thou King of Victory !
Have mercy, Lord, and save.
Lyra Catholica: Containing All the Breviary and Missal Hymns. Rev. Fr. Edward Caswall, M.A., translator. (1849)
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20.04.202513:38
This is the day which the Lord hath made:
Let us be glad and rejoice therein.
The earth trembled and was still, when God arose in judgment.
Blessed and Happy Easter to you all!
Let us be glad and rejoice therein.
The earth trembled and was still, when God arose in judgment.
Blessed and Happy Easter to you all!
10.04.202523:19
Friday after PASSION SUNDAY
FEAST OF THE SEVEN DOLOURS OF THE BLESSED VIRGIN MARY
(The same continued)
LAUDS
Virgo virginum præclara
VIRGIN of all virgins best !
Listen to my fond request :
Let me share thy grief divine ;
Let me, to my latest breath,
In my body bear the death
Of that dying Son of thine.
Wounded with His every wound,
Steep my soul till it hath swoon’d
In His very blood away ;
Be to me, O Virgin, nigh,
Lest in flames I burn and die,
In His awful Judgment day.
Christ, when Thou shalt call me hence,
Be thy Mother my defence,
Be Thy Cross my victory ;
While my body here decays,
May my soul Thy goodness praise,
Safe in Paradise with Thee.
Lyra Catholica: Containing All the Breviary and Missal Hymns. Rev. Fr. Edward Caswall, M.A., translator. (1849)
FEAST OF THE SEVEN DOLOURS OF THE BLESSED VIRGIN MARY
(The same continued)
LAUDS
Virgo virginum præclara
VIRGIN of all virgins best !
Listen to my fond request :
Let me share thy grief divine ;
Let me, to my latest breath,
In my body bear the death
Of that dying Son of thine.
Wounded with His every wound,
Steep my soul till it hath swoon’d
In His very blood away ;
Be to me, O Virgin, nigh,
Lest in flames I burn and die,
In His awful Judgment day.
Christ, when Thou shalt call me hence,
Be thy Mother my defence,
Be Thy Cross my victory ;
While my body here decays,
May my soul Thy goodness praise,
Safe in Paradise with Thee.
Lyra Catholica: Containing All the Breviary and Missal Hymns. Rev. Fr. Edward Caswall, M.A., translator. (1849)
25.03.202501:37
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HYMN ~ Feast of the Annunciation
Quis te canat mortalium
'Twas not thy guileless faith alone,
That lifted Thee so high ;
’Twas not thy pure seraphic love,
Or peerless chastity :
But, oh ! it was thy lowliness,
Well pleasing to the Lord,
That made Thee worthy to become
The Mother of the Word.
Oh, Loftiest !—whose humility
So sweet it was to see !
That God, forgetful of Himself,
Abas’d Himself to Thee !
Praise to the Father, with the Son,
And Holy Ghost, through Whom
The Word eternal was conceiv’d
Within the Virgin’s womb.
Lyra Catholica: Containing All the Breviary and Missal Hymns. Rev. Fr. Edward Caswall, M.A., translator. (1849)
HYMN ~ Feast of the Annunciation
Quis te canat mortalium
'Twas not thy guileless faith alone,
That lifted Thee so high ;
’Twas not thy pure seraphic love,
Or peerless chastity :
But, oh ! it was thy lowliness,
Well pleasing to the Lord,
That made Thee worthy to become
The Mother of the Word.
Oh, Loftiest !—whose humility
So sweet it was to see !
That God, forgetful of Himself,
Abas’d Himself to Thee !
Praise to the Father, with the Son,
And Holy Ghost, through Whom
The Word eternal was conceiv’d
Within the Virgin’s womb.
Lyra Catholica: Containing All the Breviary and Missal Hymns. Rev. Fr. Edward Caswall, M.A., translator. (1849)
31.12.202403:54
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Te Deum
(continued)
Heaven and earth are full * of the Majesty of thy glory.
The glorious company of the Apostles * praise thee.
The goodly fellowship of the Prophets * praise thee.
The noble army of Martyrs * praise thee.
The holy Church throughout all the world * doth acknowledge thee;
The Father, * of an infinite Majesty.
Thine honourable, true, * and only Son;
Also the Holy Ghost, * the Comforter.
Thou art the King of Glory, * O Christ.
Thou art the everlasting * Son of the Father.
During the following verse all make a profound bow:
When thou tookest upon thee to deliver man, * thou didst not abhor the Virgin's womb.
When thou hadst overcome the sharpness of death, * thou didst open the Kingdom of Heaven to all believers.
Thou sittest at the right hand of God, * in the glory of the Father.
We believe that thou shalt come * to be our Judge.
Kneel for the following verse
We therefore pray thee, help thy servants, * whom thou hast redeemed with thy precious Blood.
Make them to be numbered with thy Saints, * in glory everlasting.
O Lord, save thy people, * and bless thine heritage.
Govern them, * and lift them up for ever.
Day by day * we magnify thee;
During the following verse, by local custom, all make a profound bow.
And we worship thy Name * ever, world without end.
Vouchsafe, O Lord, to keep us * this day without sin.
O Lord, have mercy upon us, * have mercy upon us.
O Lord, let thy mercy lighten upon us, * as our trust is in thee.
O Lord, in thee have I trusted, * let me never be confounded.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Te Deum laudámus: * te Dóminum confitémur.
Te ætérnum Patrem * omnis terra venerátur.
Tibi omnes Ángeli, * tibi Cæli, et univérsæ Potestátes:
Tibi Chérubim et Séraphim * incessábili voce proclámant:
(Fit reverentia) Sanctus, Sanctus, Sanctus * Dóminus Deus Sábaoth.
Pleni sunt cæli et terra * majestátis glóriæ tuæ.
Te gloriósus * Apostolórum chorus,
Te Prophetárum * laudábilis númerus,
Te Mártyrum candidátus * laudat exércitus.
Te per orbem terrárum * sancta confitétur Ecclésia,
Patrem * imménsæ majestátis;
Venerándum tuum verum * et únicum Fílium;
Sanctum quoque * Paráclitum Spíritum.
Tu Rex glóriæ, * Christe.
Tu Patris * sempitérnus es Fílius.
Fit reverentia
Tu, ad liberándum susceptúrus hóminem: * non horruísti Vírginis úterum.
Tu, devícto mortis acúleo, * aperuísti credéntibus regna cælórum.
Tu ad déxteram Dei sedes, * in glória Patris.
Judex créderis * esse ventúrus.
Sequens versus dicitur flexis genibus
Te ergo quǽsumus, tuis fámulis súbveni, * quos pretióso sánguine redemísti.
Ætérna fac cum Sanctis tuis * in glória numerári.
Salvum fac pópulum tuum, Dómine, * et bénedic hereditáti tuæ.
Et rege eos, * et extólle illos usque in ætérnum.
Per síngulos dies * benedícimus te.
Fit reverentia, secundum consuetudinem
Et laudámus nomen tuum in sǽculum, * et in sǽculum sǽculi.
Dignáre, Dómine, die isto * sine peccáto nos custodíre.
Miserére nostri, Dómine, * miserére nostri.
Fiat misericórdia tua, Dómine, super nos, * quemádmodum sperávimus in te.
In te, Dómine, sperávi: * non confúndar in ætérnum.
~ Divinum Officium (1906)
Te Deum
(continued)
Heaven and earth are full * of the Majesty of thy glory.
The glorious company of the Apostles * praise thee.
The goodly fellowship of the Prophets * praise thee.
The noble army of Martyrs * praise thee.
The holy Church throughout all the world * doth acknowledge thee;
The Father, * of an infinite Majesty.
Thine honourable, true, * and only Son;
Also the Holy Ghost, * the Comforter.
Thou art the King of Glory, * O Christ.
Thou art the everlasting * Son of the Father.
During the following verse all make a profound bow:
When thou tookest upon thee to deliver man, * thou didst not abhor the Virgin's womb.
When thou hadst overcome the sharpness of death, * thou didst open the Kingdom of Heaven to all believers.
Thou sittest at the right hand of God, * in the glory of the Father.
We believe that thou shalt come * to be our Judge.
Kneel for the following verse
We therefore pray thee, help thy servants, * whom thou hast redeemed with thy precious Blood.
Make them to be numbered with thy Saints, * in glory everlasting.
O Lord, save thy people, * and bless thine heritage.
Govern them, * and lift them up for ever.
Day by day * we magnify thee;
During the following verse, by local custom, all make a profound bow.
And we worship thy Name * ever, world without end.
Vouchsafe, O Lord, to keep us * this day without sin.
O Lord, have mercy upon us, * have mercy upon us.
O Lord, let thy mercy lighten upon us, * as our trust is in thee.
O Lord, in thee have I trusted, * let me never be confounded.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Te Deum laudámus: * te Dóminum confitémur.
Te ætérnum Patrem * omnis terra venerátur.
Tibi omnes Ángeli, * tibi Cæli, et univérsæ Potestátes:
Tibi Chérubim et Séraphim * incessábili voce proclámant:
(Fit reverentia) Sanctus, Sanctus, Sanctus * Dóminus Deus Sábaoth.
Pleni sunt cæli et terra * majestátis glóriæ tuæ.
Te gloriósus * Apostolórum chorus,
Te Prophetárum * laudábilis númerus,
Te Mártyrum candidátus * laudat exércitus.
Te per orbem terrárum * sancta confitétur Ecclésia,
Patrem * imménsæ majestátis;
Venerándum tuum verum * et únicum Fílium;
Sanctum quoque * Paráclitum Spíritum.
Tu Rex glóriæ, * Christe.
Tu Patris * sempitérnus es Fílius.
Fit reverentia
Tu, ad liberándum susceptúrus hóminem: * non horruísti Vírginis úterum.
Tu, devícto mortis acúleo, * aperuísti credéntibus regna cælórum.
Tu ad déxteram Dei sedes, * in glória Patris.
Judex créderis * esse ventúrus.
Sequens versus dicitur flexis genibus
Te ergo quǽsumus, tuis fámulis súbveni, * quos pretióso sánguine redemísti.
Ætérna fac cum Sanctis tuis * in glória numerári.
Salvum fac pópulum tuum, Dómine, * et bénedic hereditáti tuæ.
Et rege eos, * et extólle illos usque in ætérnum.
Per síngulos dies * benedícimus te.
Fit reverentia, secundum consuetudinem
Et laudámus nomen tuum in sǽculum, * et in sǽculum sǽculi.
Dignáre, Dómine, die isto * sine peccáto nos custodíre.
Miserére nostri, Dómine, * miserére nostri.
Fiat misericórdia tua, Dómine, super nos, * quemádmodum sperávimus in te.
In te, Dómine, sperávi: * non confúndar in ætérnum.
~ Divinum Officium (1906)
13.09.202404:37
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THE SEVEN DOLOURS OF THE BLESSED VIRGIN MARY
VESPERS
Stabat Mater dolorosa
(continued from above)
Bruis’d, derided, curs’d, defil’d,
She beheld her tender Child
All with bloody scourges rent ;
For the sins of His own nation,
Saw Him hang in desolation,
Till His Spirit forth He sent.
O thou Mother! fount of love !
Touch my spirit from above,
Make my heart with thine accord :
Make me feel as thou hast felt ;
Make my soul to glow and melt
With the love of Christ my Lord.
Lyra Catholica: Containing All the Breviary and Missal Hymns. Rev. Fr. Edward Caswall, M.A., translator. (1849)
THE SEVEN DOLOURS OF THE BLESSED VIRGIN MARY
VESPERS
Stabat Mater dolorosa
(continued from above)
Bruis’d, derided, curs’d, defil’d,
She beheld her tender Child
All with bloody scourges rent ;
For the sins of His own nation,
Saw Him hang in desolation,
Till His Spirit forth He sent.
O thou Mother! fount of love !
Touch my spirit from above,
Make my heart with thine accord :
Make me feel as thou hast felt ;
Make my soul to glow and melt
With the love of Christ my Lord.
Lyra Catholica: Containing All the Breviary and Missal Hymns. Rev. Fr. Edward Caswall, M.A., translator. (1849)
23.05.202403:48
WE HAIL THEE, SMILING MAY
CHORUS
We hail thee, smiling May,
Sweet Mary's month art thou,
We bring thy buds today
To twine upon her brow.
Sweet May, thou art a month of flowers,
Thy paths are fair and green;
And of thy beauteous woods and bow'rs
Our Mother is the Queen:
And at her altars, day by day
We'll come, our sweetest gifts to lay.—Chorus
Sweet Mary, Queen of all the May,
Thy care to us impart;
And draw us nearer, day by day,
To Jesus' Sacred Heart;
And then, loved Mother, we shall be
Dear to thy blessed Son and thee.—Chorus
~ Catholic School and Sodality Hymnal (1900)
CHORUS
We hail thee, smiling May,
Sweet Mary's month art thou,
We bring thy buds today
To twine upon her brow.
Sweet May, thou art a month of flowers,
Thy paths are fair and green;
And of thy beauteous woods and bow'rs
Our Mother is the Queen:
And at her altars, day by day
We'll come, our sweetest gifts to lay.—Chorus
Sweet Mary, Queen of all the May,
Thy care to us impart;
And draw us nearer, day by day,
To Jesus' Sacred Heart;
And then, loved Mother, we shall be
Dear to thy blessed Son and thee.—Chorus
~ Catholic School and Sodality Hymnal (1900)
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Friday after PASSION SUNDAY
FEAST OF THE SEVEN DOLOURS OF THE BLESSED VIRGIN MARY
(The same continued)
LAUDS
Virgo virginum præclara
VIRGIN of all virgins best !
Listen to my fond request :
Let me share thy grief divine ;
Let me, to my latest breath,
In my body bear the death
Of that dying Son of thine.
Wounded with His every wound,
Steep my soul till it hath swoon’d
In His very blood away ;
Be to me, O Virgin, nigh,
Lest in flames I burn and die,
In His awful Judgment day.
Christ, when Thou shalt call me hence,
Be thy Mother my defence,
Be Thy Cross my victory ;
While my body here decays,
May my soul Thy goodness praise,
Safe in Paradise with Thee.
Lyra Catholica: Containing All the Breviary and Missal Hymns. Rev. Fr. Edward Caswall, M.A., translator. (1849)
FEAST OF THE SEVEN DOLOURS OF THE BLESSED VIRGIN MARY
(The same continued)
LAUDS
Virgo virginum præclara
VIRGIN of all virgins best !
Listen to my fond request :
Let me share thy grief divine ;
Let me, to my latest breath,
In my body bear the death
Of that dying Son of thine.
Wounded with His every wound,
Steep my soul till it hath swoon’d
In His very blood away ;
Be to me, O Virgin, nigh,
Lest in flames I burn and die,
In His awful Judgment day.
Christ, when Thou shalt call me hence,
Be thy Mother my defence,
Be Thy Cross my victory ;
While my body here decays,
May my soul Thy goodness praise,
Safe in Paradise with Thee.
Lyra Catholica: Containing All the Breviary and Missal Hymns. Rev. Fr. Edward Caswall, M.A., translator. (1849)
20.04.202520:35
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JESUS RISEN
1.
All hail ! dear Conqueror ! all hail !
Oh what a victory is Thine !
How beautiful Thy strength appears,
Thy crimson Wounds, how bright they shine !
2.
Thou camest at the dawn of day ;
Armies of souls around Thee were,
Blest spirits, thronging to adore
Thy Flesh, so marvellous, so fair.
3.
The everlasting Godhead lay
Shrouded within those Limbs Divine,
Nor left untenanted one hour
That sacred Human Heart of Thine.
4.
They worshipped Thee, those ransomed souls,
With the fresh strength of love set free ;
They worshipped joyously, and thought
Of Mary while they looked on Thee.
(continued below)
JESUS RISEN
1.
All hail ! dear Conqueror ! all hail !
Oh what a victory is Thine !
How beautiful Thy strength appears,
Thy crimson Wounds, how bright they shine !
2.
Thou camest at the dawn of day ;
Armies of souls around Thee were,
Blest spirits, thronging to adore
Thy Flesh, so marvellous, so fair.
3.
The everlasting Godhead lay
Shrouded within those Limbs Divine,
Nor left untenanted one hour
That sacred Human Heart of Thine.
4.
They worshipped Thee, those ransomed souls,
With the fresh strength of love set free ;
They worshipped joyously, and thought
Of Mary while they looked on Thee.
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HYMN for EASTER-SUNDAY
O filii et filiæ
YE sons and daughters of the Lord !
The King of glory, King ador’d,
This day Himself from death restor’d.
All in the early morning grey
Went holy women on their way,
To see the tomb where Jesus lay.
Of spices pure a precious store
In their pure hands those women bore,
To anoint the sacred Body o’er.
(continued below)
HYMN for EASTER-SUNDAY
O filii et filiæ
YE sons and daughters of the Lord !
The King of glory, King ador’d,
This day Himself from death restor’d.
All in the early morning grey
Went holy women on their way,
To see the tomb where Jesus lay.
Of spices pure a precious store
In their pure hands those women bore,
To anoint the sacred Body o’er.
(continued below)
20.04.202520:27
EASTER SUNDAY
Victimæ Paschali laudes
Sequence
FORTH to the paschal Victim, Christians, bring
Your sacrifice of praise :
The Lamb redeems the sheep ;
And Christ, the Sinless One,
Hath to the Father sinners reconcil’d.
Together, Death and Life
In a strange conflict strove ;
The Prince of Life, who died,
Now lives and reigns.
What thou sawest, Mary, say,
As thou wentest on the way.
I saw the tomb wherein the Living One had lain ;
I saw His glory as He rose again;
Napkin and linen clothes, and Angels twain :
Yea, Christ is risen, my hope, and He
Will go before you into Galilee.
We know that Christ indeed has risen from the grave :
Hail, thou King of Victory !
Have mercy, Lord, and save.
Lyra Catholica: Containing All the Breviary and Missal Hymns. Rev. Fr. Edward Caswall, M.A., translator. (1849)
Victimæ Paschali laudes
Sequence
FORTH to the paschal Victim, Christians, bring
Your sacrifice of praise :
The Lamb redeems the sheep ;
And Christ, the Sinless One,
Hath to the Father sinners reconcil’d.
Together, Death and Life
In a strange conflict strove ;
The Prince of Life, who died,
Now lives and reigns.
What thou sawest, Mary, say,
As thou wentest on the way.
I saw the tomb wherein the Living One had lain ;
I saw His glory as He rose again;
Napkin and linen clothes, and Angels twain :
Yea, Christ is risen, my hope, and He
Will go before you into Galilee.
We know that Christ indeed has risen from the grave :
Hail, thou King of Victory !
Have mercy, Lord, and save.
Lyra Catholica: Containing All the Breviary and Missal Hymns. Rev. Fr. Edward Caswall, M.A., translator. (1849)
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20.04.202513:38
This is the day which the Lord hath made:
Let us be glad and rejoice therein.
The earth trembled and was still, when God arose in judgment.
Blessed and Happy Easter to you all!
Let us be glad and rejoice therein.
The earth trembled and was still, when God arose in judgment.
Blessed and Happy Easter to you all!
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