SUNDAY MORNING

Ad templa nos rursus vocat. AGAIN the Sunday morn Calls us to prayer and praise, Waking our hearts to gratitude With its enlivening rays. But Christ yet brighter shone, Quenching…

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HIS SACRED FEET

Maria castis osculis. His sacred feet with tears of agony She bathes; and prostrate on the earth adores; Steeps them in kisses chaste, and wipes them dry With her own…

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Ο BLEST CREATOR

Rerum Creator optime. O BLEST Creator of the world, Look in Thy pity down; Nor let the guilty sleep of sin Our souls in torpor drown. Lord of all holiness,…

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THE PASSION

Mœrentes oculi spargite lachrymas. Now let us sit and weep, And fill our hearts with woe; Pondering the shame and torments deep Which God from wicked men did undergo. See…

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SUNDAY

Primo die quo Trinitas. THIS day the blessed Trinity The universe began; This day the world's Creator rose, O’ercoming death for man. Casting betimes dull sloth away, We too will…

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BURIAL OF THE DEAD

Day of Wrath! Oh, day of mourning! See fulfilled the prophets' warning! Heaven and earth in ashes burning! Oh, what fear man's bosom rendeth, When from heaven the Judge descendeth.…

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O FAITHFUL CROSS!

O FAITHFUL CROSS! O noblest tree! In all our woods there's none like thee: No earthly groves, no shady bowers, Produce such leaves, such fruit, such flowers. Sweet are the…

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