Sacred Heart in accents burning
Pour we forth our love of Thee;
Here our hopes and here our yearnings
Meet and mingle tenderly.
Heart of mercy ever eager,
All our woes and wounds to heal!
Heart, most patient, Heart most pure!
To our souls, Thy depths reveal.
Refrain
Sacred Heart of our Redeemer!
Pierced with love on Calvary!
Heart of Jesus ever loving,
Make us burn with love of Thee!
Praise to Thee! O Sacred Heart!
2.
Heart of bounty Thou art bringing
All Thy thirsting children here,
Where the living waters springing
Tell of hope and comfort near.
O Thou Source of ev'ry blessing!
Sweetest, strongest, holiest, blest!
Be our treasure here on earth,
And in Heav'n be Thou our rest.
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No. 67
THE SACRED HEART
All ye who seek a comfort sure
(Old Office of the Sacred Heart)
Translated by Father Caswall
Nicola A. Montani
Maestoso
1.
All ye who seek a comfort sure
In trouble and distress,
Whatever sorrow vex the mind,
Or guilt the soul oppress:
Jesus, who gave Himself for you
Upon the Cross to die,
Opens to you His sacred Heart;
Oh, to that Heart draw nigh!
2.
Ye hear how kindly He invites;
Ye hear His words so blest:
"All ye that labor, come to Me,
And I will give you rest."
What meeker than the Saviour's Heart?
As on the Cross He lay;
It did His murderers forgive,
And for their pardon pray.
3.
O Heart! Thou joy of Saints on high,
Thou Hope of sinners here!
Attracted by these loving words,
To Thee I lift my pray'r.
Wash Thou my wounds in that dear Blood
Which forth from Thee doth flow,
New grace, new hope, inspire; a new
And better heart bestow.
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No. 68
THE SACRED HEART
A Message from the Sacred Heart
Father M. Russell
Nicola A. Montani
Allegro Moderato
1.
A message from the Sacred Heart;
What may its message be?
"My Child, My Child, give Me thy heart
My Heart has bled for thee."
This is the message Jesus sends
To my poor heart today,
And eager from His Throne He bends
To hear what I shall say.
2.
A message to the Sacred Heart;
Oh, bear it back with speed;
"Come, Jesus, reign within my heart
Thy Heart is all I need."
Thus, Lord, I'll pray until I share
That home whose joy Thou art;
No message, dearest Jesus, there,
For heart will speak to heart.
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No. 69
THE SACRED WOUNDS
There is an everlasting home
M. Bridges
M. Mattoni
Slowly
1.
There is an everlasting home
Where contrite souls may hide,
Where death and danger dare not come
The Saviour's side.
2.
It was cleft of matchless love
Open'd when He had died:
When mercy hailed in worlds above
That wounded Side.
3.
Hail, Rock of Ages, pierced for me,
The grave of all my pride;
Hope, peace and heav'n are all in Thee,
Thy shelt'ring Side.
4.
There issued forth a double flood,
The sin atoning tide,
In streams of water and of blood
From that dear Side.
5.
There is the only fount of bliss,
In joy and sorrow tried;
No refuge for the heart like this
A Saviour's Side.
6.
Thither the Church, thro' all her days
Points as a faithful guide;
And celebrates with ceaseless praise
That spear-pierced Side.
7.
There is the golden gate of heav'n,
An entrance for the Bride,
Where the sweet crown of life is giv'n
Through Jesus' Side.
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No. 70
THE SACRED WOUNDS
Hail, Rock of Ages
(From the Hymn "There is an everlasting home" No. 69)
M. Bridges
Nicola A. Montani
Moderato (alla breve)
1.
Hail, Rock of Ages, pierced for me,
The grave of all my pride:
Hope, peace and heav'n are all in Thee,
Thy shelt'ring Side.
2.
There issued forth a double flood
The sin atoning tide,
In streams of water and of blood
From that dear Side.
3.
There is the only fount of bliss,
In joy and sorrow tried;
No refuge for the heart like this
A Saviour's Side.
4.
There is the golden gate of heav'n,
An entrance for the Bride,
Where the sweet crown of life is giv'n,
Through Jesus' Side.
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No. 71
THE PRECIOUS BLOOD
Hail, Jesus, hail!
(Viva! Viva! Gesu)
From the Italian by Father Faber
Nicola A. Montani
Con Spirito
1.
Hail, Jesus, hail! Who for my sake
Sweet Blood from Mary's veins didst take,
And shed it all for me;
Oh, blessed by my Saviour's Blood,
My life, my light, my only good,
To all eternity,
To all eternity.
2.
To endless ages let us praise
The Precious Blood, whose price could raise
The world from wrath and sin;
Whose streams our inward thirst appease,
And heal the sinner's worst disease,
If he but bathe therein,
If he but bathe therein.
3.
Oh, to be sprinkled from the wells
Of Christ's own Sacred Blood,
Excels Earth's best and highest bliss:
Oh ministers of wrath divine
Hurt not the happy hearts that shine
With those red drops of His,
With those red drops of His.
4.
Ah! There is joy amid the saints,
And hell's despairing courage faints
When this sweet song we raise:
Oh louder then, and louder still,
Earth with one mighty chorus fill,
The Precious Blood to praise,
The Precious Blood to praise.
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No. 72
THE PRECIOUS BLOOD
Glory be to Jesus
(Viva! Viva! Gesu)
See also Hymn No. 18
Tr. Rev. E. Caswall
Nicola A. Montani
Allegro modto
1.
Glory be to Jesus,
Who in bitter pains
Poured for me the life-blood
From His Sacred Veins.
Grace and life eternal
In that Blood I find;
Blest be His compassion,
Infinitely kind!
2.
Blest thro' endless ages
Be the precious stream,
Which from endless torment
Doth the world redeem!
There the fainting spirit
Drinks of life her fill;
There, as in a fountain,
Laves herself at will.
3.
Abel's Blood for vengeance
Pleading to the skies;
But the Blood of Jesus
For our pardon cries.
Oft as it is sprinkled
On our guilty hearts,
Satan in confusion
Terror-struck departs.
4.
Oft as earth exulting
Wafts its praise on high,
Hell with terror trembles,
Heav'n is filled with joy.
Lift ye, then, your voices,
Swell the mighty flood;
Louder still, and louder
Praise the Precious Blood.
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No. 73
THE BLESSED VIRGIN
Hail, thou Star of ocean!
Ave Maris Stella
Translated by Father Caswall
M. Taddei
Andante religioso
1.
Hail, thou start of the ocean!
Portal of the sky,
Ever Virgin Mother
Of the Lord most high!
2.
Oh! By Gabriel's Ave,
Uttered long ago,
Eva's name reversing,
'Stablish peace below.
3.
Break the captive's fetters;
Light on blindness pour;
All our ills expelling,
Ev'ry bliss implore.
4.
Show thyself a Mother;
Offer Him our sighs,
Who for us Incarnate
Did not thee despise.
5.
Virgin of all Virgins!
To thy shelter take us;
Gentlest of the gentle!
Chaste and gentle make us.
6.
Still as on we journey,
Help our weak endeavor;
Till with thee and Jesus
We rejoice forever.
7.
Thro' the highest Heaven,
To the Almighty Three,
Father Son, Holy Spirit,
One same glory be.
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No. 74
THE BLESSED VIRGIN
Ave Maria! O Maiden, O Mother
Star of the Sea
Sister M.
From a Slovak Hymnal
Arr. by N. A. M.
Slowly: with expression
1.
Ave Maria! O Maiden, O Mother,
Fondly thy children are calling on thee,
Thine are the graces unclaimed by another,
Sinless and beautiful Star of the Sea!
Refrain
Mater Amabilis, ora pro nobis!
Pray for thy children who call upon thee;
Ave Sanctissima! Ave purissima!
Sinless and beautiful Star of the Sea!
2.
Ave Maria! The night shades are falling,
Softly our voices arise unto thee,
Earth's lonely exiles for succor are calling,
Sinless and beautiful Star of the Sea!
3.
Ave Maria! Thy children are kneeling,
Words of endearment are murmured to thee;
Softly thy spirit upon us is stealing
Sinless and beautiful Star of the Sea!
4.
Ave Maria! Thou portal of Heaven,
Harbor of refuge, to thee we do flee:
Lost in the darkness, by stormy winds driven,
Shine on our pathway, fair Star of the Sea!
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No. 75
THE BLESSED VIRGIN
Daily, daily sing to Mary (A)
Omni die dic Mariae
St. Casimir
Translated by Father Bittlestone
Traditional Melody
Arr. by N. A. M.
With spirit
1.
Daily, daily sing of Mary,
Sing, my soul, her praises due;
All her feats, her actions worship
With the hearts devotion true.
Lost in wond'ring contemplation,
Be her majesty confest!
Call her Mother, call her Virgin,
Happy Mother, Virgin blest!
2.
She is mighty to deliver;
Call her, trust her lovingly:
When the tempest rages round thee,
She will calm the troubled sea.
Gifts of Heaven she has given
Noble lady! To our race:
She, the Queen, who decks her subjects
With the light of God's own grace.
3.
Sing my tongue, the Virgin's trophies,
Who for us our Maker bore;
For the curse of old inflicted,
Peace and blessing to restore.
Sing the songs of praise unending
Sing the world's majestic Queen.
Weary not nor faint in telling
All the gifts she gives to men.
4.
All my senses, heart, affections,
Strive to sound her glory forth:
Spread abroad the sweet memorials
Of the Virgin's priceless worth:
Where the voice of music thrilling,
Where the tongue of eloquence,
That can utter hymns beseeming
All her matchless excellence?
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No.76
THE BLESSED VIRGIN
Daily, daily sing to Mary (B)
St. Casimir
Processional
Father Bittlestone
Nicola. A. Montani
Allegre modto
1.
Daily, daily sing of Mary,
Sing, my soul, her praises due;
All her feats, her actions worship
With the hearts devotion true.
Lost in wond'ring contemplation,
Be her majesty confest!
Call her Mother, call her Virgin,
Happy Mother, Virgin blest!
Call her Mother, call her Virgin,
Happy Mother, Virgin blest!
2.
She is mighty to deliver;
Call her, trust her lovingly:
When the tempest rages round thee,
She will calm the troubled sea.
Gifts of Heaven she has given
Noble lady! To our race:
She, the Queen, who decks her subjects
With the light of God's own grace.
She, the Queen, who decks her subjects
With the light of God's own grace.
3.
Sing my tongue, the Virgin's trophies,
Who for us our Maker bore;
For the curse of old inflicted,
Peace and blessing to restore.
Sing the songs of praise unending
Sing the world's majestic Queen.
Weary not nor faint in telling
All the gifts she gives to men.
Weary not nor faint in telling
All the gifts she gives to men.
4.
All my senses, heart, affections,
Strive to sound her glory forth:
Spread abroad the sweet memorials
Of the Virgin's priceless worth:
Where the voice of music thrilling,
Where the tongue of eloquence,
That can utter hymns beseeming
All her matchless excellence?
That can utter hymns beseeming
All her matchless excellence?
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No. 77
THE BLESSED VIRGIN
Mother of Mercy
Mater Misericordiae
Father Faber
S. M. Yenn
Andante religioso
1.
Mother of mercy, day by day,
My love of thee grows more and more;
Thy gifts are strewn upon my way
Like sands upon the great seashore.
Thy gifts are strewn upon my way
Like sands upon the great seashore.
2.
Though poverty and work and woe
The masters of my life may be,
When times are worst who does not know
Darkness is light with love of thee?
When times are worst who does not know
Darkness is light with love of thee?
3.
But scornful men have coldly said
Thy love was leading me from God;
And yet in this I did but tread
The very path my Saviour trod.
And yet in this I did but tread
The very path my Saviour trod.
4.
They know but little of Thy worth
Who speak the heartless words to me,
For what did Jesus love on earth
One half so tenderly as thee?
For what did Jesus love on earth
One half so tenderly as thee?
Copyright 1920 by N. A. M.
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No.78
THE BLESSED VIRGIN
Hail, all hail, great Queen of Heaven!
Our Lady of Lourdes
Processional
(The melody of Hymn No. 76 "Daily, Daily" may be used with this text, with
repetition of the last two lines of the refrain.)
Traditional Melody (1750) "Pone luctum"
With spirit
1.
Hail! all hail, great Queen of Heaven!
Hail! Sweet Notre Dame de Lourdes,
'Neath whose care our weary exile
Is from countless ills secured!
Refrain
Then let men and Angels praise thee
For each blessing thou'st procured,
While in gladsome strains we're singing,
Hail! Sweet Notre Dame de Lourdes!
2.
Blest be thou above all others,
Mary, mistress of the spheres,
Star of hope, serenely beaming
Thro' this darksome vale of tears.
3.
Happy angels joy to own thee,
O'er their choirs exalted high,
Thron'd in blissful light and beauty,
Empress of the starry sky.
4.
As the fount is still unsealing
Its pure treasure softly fair,
May each drop be fraught with healing,
Dearest Mother, at thy pray'r.
Note: For Congregational singing it is suggested that the hymn be
transposed a full tone lower.
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No. 79
THE BLESSED VIRGIN
O purest of creatures
The Immaculate Conception
Father Faber
Nicola A. Montani
Slowly
1.
O purest of the creatures! Sweet Mother, sweet maid!
The one spotless womb wherein Jesus was laid!
Dark night hath come down on us Mother! And we
Look out for thy shining, sweet Star of the Sea!
Look out for thy shining, sweet Star of the Sea!
2.
Deep night hath come down on this rough-spoken world,
And the banners of darkness are boldly unfurl'd:
And the tempest-tost Church all her eyes are on Thee,
They look to thy shining, sweet Star of the Sea!
They look to thy shining, sweet Star of the Sea!
3.
The Church doth what God had first taught her to do;
He looked o'er the world to find hearts that were true;
Thro' the ages He looked, and He found none but thee,
And He loved thy clear shining, sweet Star of the Sea!
And He loved thy clear shining, sweet Star of the Sea!
4.
He gazed on thy soul; it was spotless and fair;
For the empire of sin it had never been there;
None had ever owned thee, dear Mother, but He,
And He bless'd thy clear shining, sweet Star of the Sea!
And He bless'd thy clear shining, sweet Star of the Sea!
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No. 80
THE BLESSED VIRGIN
Whither thus, in holy rapture?
Quo sanctus ardor te rapit
The Visitation
Translated by the Rev. E. Caswall from a Slovak Hymnal
Arr. by N. A. M.
Joyously
1.
Wither thus in holy rapture,
Royal maiden, art thou bent?
Why so fleetly art thou speeding
Up the mountain's rough ascent?
Filled with th'Eternal Godhead!
Glowing with the Spirit's flame!
Love it is that bears the onward,
And supports thy tender frame.
2.
Lo thine aged cousin claims thee,
Claims thy sympathy and care;
God her shame from her hath taken,
He hath heard her fervent pray'r.
Blessed Mothers! Joyful meeting!
Thou in her, the hand of God,
She in thee, with lips inspired,
Owns the Mother of her Lord.
3.
As the sun, his face concealing,
In a cloud withdraws from sight,
So in Mary then lay hidden
He Who is the world's true light.
Honor, glory, virtue, merit,
Be to Thee, O Virgin's Son!
With the Father, and the Spirit,
While eternal ages run.
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No. 81
THE BLESSED VIRGIN
Hail Virgin, dearest Mary
Queen of May
S. M. Venn
Moderato
1.
Hail Virgin, dearest Mary!
Our lovely Queen of May!
A spotless, blessed Lady,
Our lovely Queen of May.
Thy children, humbly bending,
Surround thy shrine so dear;
With heart and voice ascending,
Sweet Mary, hear our pray'r.
2.
Behold earth's blossoms springing
In beauteous form and hue.
All nature gladly bring
Her sweetest charms to you.
We'll gather fresh, bright flowers,
To bind our fair queen's brow;
From gay and verdant bowers,
We haste to crown thee now.
3.
Hail Virgin, dearest Mary!
Our lovely Queen of May,
O spotless blessed Lady,
Our lovely Queen of May.
And now, our blessed Mother,
Smile on our festal day;
Accept our wreath of flowers,
And be our Queen of May.
By permission
Copyright 1920 by S. M. Yenn
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No. 82
THE BLESSED VIRGIN
This is the image of the Queen
Month of Mary
Crowning Hymn
Tr. Rev. E. Caswall from a Slovak Hymnal
Arr. by N.A.M
Joyously: Moderato
1.
This is the image of the Queen
Who reigns in bliss above;
Of her who is the hope of men,
Whom men and angels Love!
Most holy Mary! at thy feet
I bend a suppliant knee;
In this thy own sweet month of May,
Dear Mother of my God, I pray,
Do thou remember me.
2.
This homage offered at the feet
Of Mary's image here
To Mary's self at once ascends
Above the starry sphere.
Most holy Mary! at thy feet
I bend a suppliant knee;
In all my joy, in all my pain,
O Virgin born without a stain,
Do thou remember me.
3.
How fair soever be the form
Which here your eyes behold,
Its beauty is by Mary's self
Excell'd a thousand-fold.
Most holy Mary! At thy feet
I bend a suppliant knee;
In my temptations each and all
From Eve derived in Adam's fall,
Do thou remember me.
4.
Sweet are the flowerets we have called
This image to adorn;
But sweeter far is Mary's self,
That rose without a thorn!
Most holy Mary! At thy feet
I bend a suppliant knee;
When on the bed of death I lie,
By Him who did for sinners die,
Do thou remember me.
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No. 83
THE BLESSED VIRGIN
Hail! Holy Queen, enthroned above
Salve Regina
Mater Misericordiae
Traditional Melody
Salve Regina Coelitum
Andante moderato
1.
Hail, holy Queen, enthron'd above O Maria!
Hail, Mother of Mercy and of Love! O Maria!
Refrain
Triumph, all ye Cherubim,
Sing with us, ye Seraphim,
Heav'n and earth resound the hymn:
Salve, salve, salve Regina.
2.
Our life, our sweetness here below, O Maria!
Our hope in sorrow and in woe, O Maria!
3.
To thee we cry, poor sons of Eve, O Maria!
To thee we sigh, we mourn, we grieve. O Maria!
4.
This earth is but a veil of tears, O Maria!
A place of banishment, of fears, O Maria!
5.
Turn then, most gracious Advocate, O Maria!
T'wards us thine eyes compassionate, O Maria!
6.
When this our exile is complete, O Maria!
Show us thy Son, our Jesus sweet, O Maria!
7.
O clement, gracious, Mother sweet, O Maria!
O virgin Mary, we entreat, O Maria!
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No. 84
THE BLESSED VIRGIN
Hail, Queen of heaven
Ave, Regina coelorum
Rev. Dr. Lingard
Traditional Melody
Moderato
1.
Hail, Queen of Heav'n, the ocean star,
Guide of the Wanderer here below,
Thrown on life's surge, we claim thy care,
Save us from peril and from woe.
Mother of Christ, Star of the sea,
Pray for the wanderer, pray for me.
2.
O gentle, chaste, and spotless Maid,
We sinners make our pray'rs thro' thee;
Remind the Son that he has paid
The price of our iniquity.
Virgin, most pure, Star of the Sea,
Pray for the sinner, pray for me.
3.
Sojourners in this vale of tears,
To thee, blest Advocate, we cry,
Pity our sorrows, calm our fears,
And soothe with hope our misery.
Refuge in grief, Star of the Sea,
Pray for the mourner, pray for me.
4.
And while to Him Who reigns above,
In God-head One, in Persons Three,
The Source of life, of grace, of love,
Homage we pay on bended knee
Do thou, bright Queen, Star of the Sea,
Pray for the children, pray for me.
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No. 85
THE BLESSED VIRGIN
Remember, holy Mary
Memorare
St. Bernard
Tr. Rev. M. Russell, S.J. from a Slovak Hymnal
Adapted by N.A.M.
Moderato
1.
Remember, Holy Mary,
'Twas never heard or known
That any one who sought thee
And made to thee his moan,
That any one who hastened
For shelter to thy care,
Was ever yet abandoned
And left to his despair.
2.
And so to thee, my Mother,
With filial faith I call,
For Jesus dying gave thee
As Mother to us all.
To thee, O Queen of virgins,
O Mother meek, to thee
I run with trustful fondness,
Like child to mother's knee.
3.
See at thy feet a sinner,
Groaning and weeping sore
Ah! Throw thy mantle o'er me,
And let me stray no more.
Thy Son has died to save me,
And from His throne on high
His heart this moment yearneth
For even such as I.
4.
All, all His love remember,
And oh! Remember too
How prompt I am to purpose,
How slow and frail to do.
Yet scorn not my petitions,
But patiently give ear,
And help me, O my Mother,
Most loving and most dear.
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No. 86
THE BLESSED VIRGIN
Hail, full of grace and purity
The Rosary
The Joyful Mysteries
Father Conway, O. P.
Isabella Montani
Moderato
1. The Annunciation: Humility.
Hail full of grace and purity!
Meek Handmaid of the Lord,
Hail model of humility!
Chaste Mother of the Word.
2. The Visitation: Charity to our neighbors.
By that pure love which prompted thee
To seek thy cousin blest,
Pray that the fires of charity
May burn within our breast.
3. The Birth of Christ: Poverty.
This blessing beg, O Virgin Queen,
From Jesus through His birth,
By holy poverty to wean
Our hearts from things of earth.
4. Presentation in the Temple: Obedience.
Most Holy Virgin Maiden mild,
Obtain for us, we pray,
To imitate thy Holy Child,
By striving to obey.
5. The finding of Our Lord: Love Him and His service.
By thy dear Son, restored to thee,
This grace for us implore,
To serve our Lord most faithfully,
And love Him more and more.
6. Concluding Verse.
Queen of the Holy Rosary,
With tender love look down,
And bless the hearts that offer thee
This chaplet for thy crown.
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No. 87
THE BLESSED VIRGIN
Hear thy children, gentlest Mother
Children's Hymn to Our Lady
Father Stanfield
M. Haydn
Arr. by N. A. M.
Moderato
1.
Hear thy children, gentlest Mother,
Pray'rful hearts to thee arise;
Hear us while our evening Ave
Soars beyond the starry skies.
Darkling shadows fall around us,
Stars their silent watches keep;
Hush the heart oppress'd with sorrow,
Dry the tears of those who weep.
2.
Hear, sweet Mother, hear the weary,
Borne upon life's troubled sea;
Gentle guiding Star of Ocean,
Lead thy children home to thee.
Still watch o'er us, dearest Mother,
From thy beauteous throne above;
Guard us from all harm and danger,
'Neath thy shelt'ring wings of love.
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No. 88
THE BLESSED VIRGIN
O Most holy one
O Sanctissima
Translated by Rev. J. M. Raker
Sicilian Melody
Arr. by N. A. M.
Slowly, with devotion
1.
O most holy one,
O most lowly one,
Dearest Virgin Maria!
Mother of fair Love,
Home of the Spirit Dove
Ora, ora pro nobis.
2.
Help us in sadness drear,
Port of gladness near,
Virgin Mother Maria!
In pity heading,
Hear our pleading,
Ora, ora pro nobis.
3.
Call we fearfully,
Sadly, tearfully,
Save us now, O Maria!
Let us not languish,
Heal thou our anguish,
Ora, ora pro nobis.
4.
Mother, Maiden fair,
Look with loving care,
Hear our pray'r, O Maria!
Our sorrow feeling,
Send us thy healing,
Ora, ora pro nobis.
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No. 89
THE BLESSED VIRGIN
Mother of Christ
Nicola A. Montani
Not too slow (alla breve)
1.
Mother of Christ, Mother of Christ,
What shall I ask of thee?
I do not sigh for the wealth of earth,
For joys that fade and flee;
But, Mother of Christ, Mother of Christ,
This do I long to see,
The bliss untold which thine arms enfold,
The treasure upon thy knee.
2.
Mother of Christ, Mother of Christ,
What shall I do for thee?
I love thy Son with my whole strength
My only King shall he be.
Yes, Mother of Christ, Mother of Christ,
This I do ask of thee,
Of all that are dear or cherished here,
None shall be dear as He.
3.
Mother of Christ, Mother of Christ,
I toss on a stormy sea,
O lift thy child as beacon high
To the port where I fain would be,
Then, Mother of Christ, Mother of Christ,
This do I ask of thee,
When the voyage is o'er, O stand on the shore
And show Him at last to me.
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No. 90
THE BLESSED VIRGIN
Raise your voices, vales and mountains
Causa nostra laetitiae
St. Alphonsus Liguori
Translated by Rev. E. Vaughan
William Schultes (1815-1879)
Arr. by N. A. M.
Joyfully (alla breve)
1.
Raise your voices, vales and mountains,
Flow'ry meadows, streams and fountains,
Praise, O praise the loveliest Maiden
The Creator ever made.
2.
Murm'ring brooks your tribute bringing,
Little birds with joyful singing,
Come with mirthful praises laden
To your Queen be homage paid.
3.
Like a sun with splendor glowing
Gleams thy heart with love o'erflowing,
Like the moon in starry heaven
Shines thy peerless purity.
4.
Like the rose and lily blooming,
Sweetly heav'n and earth perfuming
Stainless, spotless thou appearest:
Queenly beauty graces thee.
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THE BLESSED VIRGIN
O Mother! most afflicted
Our Mother of Sorrows
Anonymous
Traditional Melody (1638)
Lento
1.
O Mother! Most afflicted,
Standing beneath that tree,
Where Jesus hangs rejected
On the hill of Calvary!
Refrain
O Mary! sweetest Mother,
We love to pity thee;
O! for the sake of Jesus
Let us thy children be.
2.
Thy heart is well-nigh breaking,
Thy Jesus thus to see,
Derided, wounded, dying,
In greatest agony.
3.
His livid Form is bleeding,
His Soul with sorrow wrung,
Whilst thou, afflicted Mother,
Shar'st the torments of thy Son.
4.
O Mary! Queen of Martyrs,
The sword had pierced thy heart,
Obtain for us of Jesus
In thy grief to bear apart.
5.
O dear and loving Mother!
Entreat that we may be
Near thee and thy dear Jesus
Now and eternally
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SAINTS, St. Joseph
O blessed Saint Joseph
The Patronage of St. Joseph
Father Faber
Melody from the Trier Gesangbuch (1872)
Moderato