O FILII et filiæ, Rex cœlestis, Rex gloriæ, Morte surrexit hodie, Alleluia. Et mane prima Sabbati. Ad ostium monumenti Accesserunt discipuli, Alleluia. Et Maria Magdalene, PRAISE by mortals now be given, On this day from death hath risen The King of Glory, King of Heaven, Alleluia. The morn of Sabbath scarce did beam, When to his monument there came Disciples who ador'd his name, Alleluia. There Mary Magdalen anxious stood, Et Jacobi, et Salome, Venerunt corpus ungere, Alleluia. In albis sedens angelus Prædixit mulieribus, In Galilea est Dominus, Alleluia. Et Joannes apostolus Cucurrit Petro citiùs, Monumento venit priùs, Alleluia. Discipulis astantibus, In medio stetit Christus, Dicens, pax vobis omni bus, Alleluia. Ut intellexit Didymus Quia surrexerat Jesus, Remansit fere dubius, Alleluia. Vide Thoma, vide latus, Vide pedes, vide manus : Noli esse incredulus, Al- And James, and Salome the good; His body fain embalm they would, Alleluia. The angel sat in white all rob'd, And to the women he foretold : In Galilee you'll see the Lord, Alleluia. The message scarce did greet his ear, Swifter than Peter, John drew near To the Lord's tomb, with hope, with fear, Alleluia. The disciples all assembled were ; Among them Jesus did appear; His peace he gave, re mov'd their fear, Alleluia. Thomas believed not, when 'twas said That Christ had risen from the dead, Until he saw the wounds that bled, Alleluia. My hands, my side, my feet, O see! Thomas, wounds that bled for thee: Renounce thine incredu lity, Alleluia. When Thomas Jesus had survey'd, Alleluia. In hoc festo sanctissimo Sit laus et jubilatio : Benedicamus Domino, Alleluia. Ex quibus nos humilli mas Devotas atque debitas Deo dicamus gratias, Alleluia. pain shall screen, Alleluia. On this most solemn feast let's raise Our hearts to God in hymns of praise, And bless the Lord in all his ways, Alleluia. Our grateful thanks to God let's give, In humblest manner, whilst we live, For all the favours we receive, Alleluia. Mortem subires innocens That thou the sinner's load Ut morte nos ut tolleres? Jesu tibi sit gloria Qui victor in cœlum redis V. Ascendit Deus in jubilatione. Alleluia. R. Et Dominus in voce tubæ. Alleluia. shouldst bear, And die to pay his forfeiture? To Jesus, who ascends the sky, Be glory for eternity: To God the Father let's repeat The same, and to the Paraclete. Amen. V. God ascended in triumph. Alleluia. R. And the Lord at the sound of the trumpet. Alleluia. Hymn for Pentecost. VENI CREATOR. CREATING Spirit, come possess Our souls, and with thy presence bless: And in our hearts, fram'd by thy hand, Let thy celestial grace command. Thou who art call'd the The Almighty Father's And sacred unction from above. Thou finger of the Father's hand, Vitemus omne noxium. Per te sciamus da Patrem Noscamus atque Filium: Te utriusque Spiritum Credamus omni tempore. Deo Patri, sit gloria, Et Filio, qui a mortuis Surrexit ac Paraclito, In sæculorum sæcula. Amen. our hearts: Thus human weakness fortify With everlasting con stancy. Far from us drive the infernal foe, And peace, the fruit of love, bestow: Thus having thee, our safest guide, Let not our feet to evil slide. Let us by thee the Fa ther own, And to us let thy Son be known: Let us believe in thee, who To God the Father, and the Son, Who rose from death, be glory done : This praise for ever let's repeat, To God the holy ParaAmen. clete. |