MARY MAGDALEN
To the hall of that feast came the sinful and fair;
She heard in the city that Jesus was there;
She marked not the splendor that blazed on their board;
But silently knelt at the feet of her Lord.
The hair from her …
THE ASCENSION
WHY is thy face so lit with smiles,
Mother of Jesus, why?
And wherefore is thy beaming look
So fixed upon the sky?
From out thine overflowing eyes
Bright lights of gladness part,
As though some gushing fount of …
STARS OF THE MORNING
Stars of the morning, so gloriously bright,
Filled with celestial resplendence and light;
These that, where night never followeth day,
Raise the Trishagion ever and aye:
These are Thy counsellors: these dost Thou own,
God of Sabaoth! the nearest Thy throne;
These are Thy ministers, …
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 the morning beam,
When triumphing …
HYMN FOR CONFIRMATION
MY God, accept my heart this day,
And make it always Thine, —
That I from Thee no more may stray,
No more from Thee decline.
Before the cross of Him who died,
Behold, I …
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 hair; then forth her precious ointment pours.
Praise in …
NOW WITH THE RISING GOLDEN DAWN
Lux ecce surgit aurea.
Now with the rising golden dawn,
Let us, the children of the day,
Cast off the darkness which so long
Has led our guilty souls astray.
Oh, may the morn, so pure, so clear,
…
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, may we
Find mercy in Thy sight!
Who, to …
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 how the multitude,
With …
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 rise by night,
And, with the Prophet, seek the …