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O dulcis virgo Maria. V. Ora pro nobis sancta Dei genitrix. R. Ut digni efficiamur promissionibus Christi.
Omnipotens sempiterne Deus, qui gloriosæ Virginis matris Mariæ corpus et animam, ut dignum Filii tui habitaculum effici mereretur, Spiritu Sancto co-operante, præparasti da, ut cujus commemoratione lætamur, ejus pia intercessione ab instantibus malis, et a morte perpetua liberemur. Per eundem Christum nostrum.
R. Amen. V. Divinum auxilium maneat semper nobiscum.
Pater noster. Ave Maria. Et Credo in Deum, (secreto.)
O Blessed Virgin Mary. V. Pray for us, O Holy Mother of God. R. That we may be made worthy of the promises of Christ.
Almighty and eternal God, who, by the co-operation of the Holy Ghost, didst prepare the body and soul of the glorious Virgin Mother Mary, that she might become a worthy habitation for thy Son: grant that, as with joy we celebrate her memory, so by her pious intercession we may be delivered from present evils, and eternal death. Through, &c. R. Amen.
V. May the divine assistance always remain with us. R. Amen.
Our Father. Hail, Mary. And I believe in God, (in secret.)
HYMNS SUNG AT VESPERS ACCORD
ING TO THE FESTIVAL.
CREATOR ALME SIDERUM, FOR ADVENT.
O bright Creator of the skies-
The sins of all the world to bear,
And then, for crimes thou couldst not share, Wast on the cross a victim hung ;Great, glorious Lord! we pray to thee,
Whose very name hath such command, Nor heaven nor hell its power withstand, But trembling all must bend the knee. To thee, tremendous judge! we bow; Last dreadful judge! we crave thine aid. Be every wily foe dismayed.
Thy saving grace from heaven bestow.
May willing honour, glory, praise,
JESU REDEMPTOR OMNIUM:
Jesus, the ransomer of man,
Who, ere created light began,
Didst from the sovereign Father spring,
Thou brightness of the Father's rays,
Thy praise; and all their Saviour greet.
One voice, and sound the hymn of praise.
Jesus, to thee, the Virgin's Son,
JESU DULCIS MEMORIA: FOR II. SUNDAY
Jesus! the only thought of thee
But, oh, than honey far more sweet
No song can be so sweet to hear,
And kind to anxious suppliant prayers,
Jesus, our only bliss be thou,
Love warms the soul and hope beguiles.