COLLECT.

ing purified by this oblation, and discharged from his sins, may obtain thy pardon, and be admitted to eternal rest. On an Anniversary Day. LORD God of mercy, grant to the soul whose anniversary we now keep, a place of refreshment, the happiness of rest, and the light of glory: thro', &c.

Secret.

MERCIFULLY hear our prayers, O Lord, which we pour forth in behalf of this thy servant's soul, for whom we offor thee this sacrifice of praise on this his anniversary day, and beseech thee to receive it into the number of the blessed: thro', &c.

Postcommunion.

GRANT, O Lord, we beseech thee, that the soul of thy servant, whose anniversary we keep this day, being purified by this oblation, may obtain thy pardon, and be admitted to everlasting rest: thro', &c. 1 Another COLLECT for a Soul departed.' HAVE mercy, O Lord, we beseech thee, on the soul of this thy servant : and having delivered it from the miseries of this life, receive it now into thy eternal happiness; thro', &c.

Secret.

MAY the acceptance of this holy oblation, effectually move thee, O Lord, to

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release the soul of thy servant from all its sins, from which none have been wholly free: that by means of this sacrifice, it may partake of thy everlasting mercy thro', &c.

Postcommunion.

ABSOLVE, O Lord, we beseech thee, the soul of this thy servant from all its sins, that it may rise at the last day in the glory of thy resurrection, among thy chosen servants: thro', &c.

THE COMMON MASS FOR THE DEAD.

The Introit.

ETERNAL rest give to them, O Lord, and let perpetual light shine upon them.

Psalm Ixiv. 1. An hymn, O God, be cometh thee in Sion: and a vow shall be rendered to thee in Jerusalem. Hear my prayer: all flesh shall come to thee." COLLECT. For Bishops or Priests.

O God, who hast vouchsafed thy servants a place in the rank of apostolica. priests, endowing them with episcopal or priestly dignity or power, grant, we be seech thee, that they may be joined to them in perpetual society. Thro', &c. For Brethren, Kindred, or Benefactors.

O GOD, who art the giver of pardon, and lover of man's salvation: grant, we beseech thee, of thy merciful clemency/

that our fellow brethren, kindred and benefactors, who are departed this life, may, by the intercession of the ever blessed Virgin Mary, and all thy saints, attain to the fellowship of everlasting happiness.. For the Dead in general.

O God, the Creator and Redeemer of the faithful; grant to the souls of thy servants, both men and women, remission of all their sins, that by the pious supplications of the faithful for them, they may obtain the indulgence they have always wished for. Who livest and reignest with God the Father, in the unity of the Holy Ghost, world without end. Amen.

Lesson, Apoc. xiv. 13.

IN those days I heard a voice from heaven, saying to me, Write, blessed are the dead who die in the Lord. From henceforth now, saith the spirit, they rest from their labours, for their works follow them.

The Gradual.

ETERNAL rest give to them, O Lord and let perpetual light shine unto them. V. The just shall be in eternal me mory: he shall not fear at the hearing of evil.

The Tract.

~ABSOLVE, O Lord, the souls of all

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the faithful departed from all the bonds of their sins.

V. And by the assistance of thy grace, may they escape the judgment of thy

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vengeance.

R. And enjoy the happiness of eternal light,

The Sequence, Dies iræ.

THE day of wrath, that dreadful day, Shall the whole world in ashes lay, As David and the Sybils say.

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What horrrors will invade the mind, When the strict Judge, who would be kind, Shall have few venial faults to find!

The last loud trumpet's wondrous sound Must thro' the rending tombs rebound; And wake the nations under ground.

Nature and death shall, with surprise, Behold the pale offender rise!

And view the Judge with conscious eyes.
Then shall, with universal dread,
The sacred mystic book be read,
To try the living and the dead.

The Judge ascends his awful throne,
He makes each secret sin be known,
And all with shame confess their own.
O then! what int'rest shall I make M
To save my last important stake,
When the most just have cause to quake!
Thou mighty formidable King!

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Thou mercy's unexhausted Spring!
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Forget not what my ransom cost, Nor let my dear-bought soul be lost," In storms of guilty terror tost.

Thou who for me didst feel such pain, Whose precious blood the cross did stain, Let not those agonies be vain.

Thou, whom avenging powers obey,
Cancel my debts, too great to pay,
Before the sad accounting day.
Surrounded with amazing fears,
Whose load my soul with anguish bears;
I sigh, I weep: accept my tears.
Thou who wast moved with Mary's
grief,

And by absolving of the thief,
Hast given me hope, now give relief.
Reject not my unworthy prayer,
Preserve me from the dang'rous snare,
Which death and gaping hell prepare.
Give my exalted soul a place
Among the chosen right-hand race,
The sons of God, and heirs of grace.
From that insatiate abyss,'
Where flames devour and serpents hiss,
Promote me to thy seat of bliss.

Prostrate, my contrite heart I rend,
My God, my Father, and my Friend!
Do not forsake me in my end.

Well may they curse their second birth, Who rise to a surviving death. Thou great Creator of mankind," Let guilty man compassion find. Amen

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