Multum quidem peccavi

mus,

Sed parce confitentibus: Ad nominis laudem tui Confer medelam languidis.

Concede nostrum conteri Corpus per abstinentiam: Culpæ ut relinquant pabulum

Jejuna corda criminum.

Præsta beata Trinitas,
Concede simplex Unitas:
Ut fructuosa sint tuis
Jejuniorum munera.

Amen.

And grant us, while by fasts we strive

This mortal body to control, To fast from all the food of sin, And so to purify the soul.

Hear us, O Trinity thrice blest!
Sole Unity! to Thee we cry:
Vouchsafe us from these fasts
below

To reap immortal fruit on high.
Amen.

. God hath given his
angels charge over thee.
Ry. To keep thee in all
thy ways.

Vexilla Regis prodeunt : Fulget crucis mysterium, Qua vita mortem pertulit, Et morte vitam protulit.

Quæ vulnerata lanceæ Mucrone diro, criminum Ut nos lavaret sordibus, Manavit unda et sanguine.

Impleta sunt, quæ concinit David fideli carmine, Dicendo nationibus: Regnavit a ligno Deus.

Forth comes the Standard of the King:

All hail, thou Mystery ador'd! Hail, Cross! on which the Life Himself [stor❜d. Died, and by death our life reOn which our Saviour's holy side, Rent open with a cruel spear, Of blood and water pour'd a stream, To wash us from defilement clear.

O sacred Wood! in thee fulfill'd

Was holy David's truthful lay! Which told the world, that from a Tree [sway. The Lord should all the nations

Arbor decora et fulgida,
Ornata regis purpura,
Electa digno stipite

Tam sancta membra tangere.

Beata, cujus brachiis
Pretium pependit sæculi,
Statera facta corporis,
Tulitque prædam tartari.

O Crux ave, spes unica,
Hoc Passionis tempore
Piis adauge gratiam,
Reisque dele crimina.

Te, fons salutis Trinitas,
Collaudet omnis spiritus:
Quibus crucis victoriam
Largiris, adde premium.

Amen.

Most royally empurpled o'er, How beautiful thy stem doth shine

How glorious was its lot to touch Those limbs so holy and divine!

Thrice blest, upon whose arms outstretched [clined; The Saviour of the world reBalance sublime! upon whose beam [kind. Was weigh'd the ransom of manHail, Cross! thou only hope of man, Hail on this holy Passion-day! To saints increase the grace they have: [away. From sinners purge their guilt Salvation's spring, blest Trinity, Be praise to Thee through earth and skies:

Thou through the Cross the victory Dost give; oh, also give the prize! Amen.

me.

. Deliver me, O Lord, from the wicked man.

Ry. And save me from the evil doer.

Divina cujus Charitas Sacrum propinat sanguinem, Almique membra corporis Amor sacerdos immolat.

Sparsum cruorem postibus Vestator horret angelus : Fugitque divisum mare: Merguntur hostes fluctibus.

O depth of love! for us He drinks
The chalice of his agony;
For us a Victim on the Cross

He meekly lays Him down to
die.

And as the avenging Angel pass'd Of old the blood-besprinkled door;

As the cleft sea a passage gave, Then clos'd to whelm th' Egyptians o'er:

tus est,

Paschalis idem victima,

Et pura puris mentibus

Sinceritatis azyma.

O vera cœli victima,
Subjecta cui sunt tartara,

Soluta mortis vincula,
Recepta vitæ præmia.

Victor subactis inferis Trophæa Christus explicat, Coloque aperto, subditum Regem tenebrarum trahit.

Ut sis perenne mentibus Paschale Jesu gaudium, A morte dira criminum Vitæ renatos libera.

Deo Patri sit gloria,
Et Filio, qui a mortuis
Surrexit, ac Paraclito
In sempiterna sæcula.

Amen.

Has brought us safe all perils through;

While for unleaven'd bread we

need

[true. But heart sincere and purpose

Hail, purest Victim Heav'n could find, [throw! The powers of Hell to overWho didst the chains of Death destroy; [stow. Who dost the prize of Life be

Hail, vietor Christ! hail, risen King; [crown; To Thee alone belongs the Who hast the heavenly gates unbarr'd, [ness down. And dragg'd the Prince of dark

O Jesu! from the death of sin Keep us, we pray; so shalt Thou be

The everlasting paschal joy

Of all the souls new-born in
Thee.

Now to the Father, and the Son, Who rose from death, be glory given;

With Thee, O holy Comforter, Henceforth by ail in earth and Heaven.

Amen

Salutis humanæ Sator, Jesu voluptas cordium, Orbis redempti conditor, Et casta lux amantium. Qua victus es clementia, Ut nostra ferres crimina: Mortem subires innocens, A morte nos ut tolleres?

Perrumpis infernum chaos
Vinctis catenas detrahis,
Victor triumpho nobili
Ad dexteram Patris sedes.

Te cogat indulgentia,

Ut damna nostra sarcias: Tuique vultus compotes Dites beato lumine.

V. Abide with us, Lord. Alleluia.

R. For it is now towards evening. Alleluia.

Tu dux ad astra, et semita, Sis meta nostris cordibus, Sis lacrymarum gaudium, Sis dulce vitæ præmium.

Amen.

O Thou pure light of souls that love,

True joy of every human breast, Sower of life's immortal seed,

came,

Our Maker, and Redeemer blest! What wondrous pity Thee o'er[own, To make our guilty load thine And sinless, suffer death and shame,

For our transgressions to atone ! Thou, bursting Hades open wide, Didst all the captive souls unchain: [side And thence to thy dread Father's With glorious pomp ascend again.

Jesu! may pity thee compel

To heal the wounds of which we die;

And take us in thy Light to dwell, Who for thy blissful Presence sigh.

Be Thou our guide, be Thou our goal; [skies;

Be Thou our pathway to the Our joy, when sorrow fills the soul;

In death our everlasting prize.

. God hath gone up with triumph. Alleluia.

Ry. And the Lord with the sound of the trumpet. Alleluia.

Veni, Creator Spiritus, Mentes tuorum visita, Imple superna gratia, Quæ tu creasti pectora.

Qui diceris Paraclitus, Altissimi donum Dei, Fons vivus, ignis, charitas, Et spiritalis unctio.

Tu septiformis munere, Digitus Paternæ dexteræ, Tu rite promissum Patris, Sermone ditans guttura.

Accende lumen sensibus, Infunde amorem cordibus, Infirma nostri corporis Virtute firmans perpeti.

Hostem repellas longius, Pacemque dones protinus; Ductore sic te prævio Vitemus omne noxium.

Per te sciamus da Patrem, Noscamus atque Filium, Teque utriusque Spiritum Credamus omni tempore.

Deo Patri sit gloria, Et Filio, qui a mortuis Surrexit, ac Paraclito, In sæculorum sæcula. Amen.

hit Sunday.

Come, O Creator Spirit blest!
And in our souls take up thy rest;
Come, with thy grace and heavenly
aid,
[made.
To fill the hearts which thou hast

Great Paraclete! to thee we cry,
O highest gift of God most high!
O fire of love!
O fount of life!
And sweet anointing from above!
Thou in thy sevenfold gifts art
known;

The finger of God's hand we own;
The promise of the Father thou!
Who dost the tongue with pow'r
endow.

Kindle our senses from above, And make our hearts o'erflow with love;

With patience firm, and virtue high The weakness of our flesh supply.

Far from us drive the foe we dread, And grant us thy true peace instead; So shall we not, with thee for guide, Turn from the path of life aside.

Oh, may thy grace on us bestow, The Father and the Son to know, And thee through endless times, confess'd,

Of both th' eternal Spirit blest.

All glory while the ages run
Be to the Father, and the Son [thee,
Who rose from death; the same to
O Holy Ghost, eternally.

Amen.