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Post by Admin on Dec 18, 2018 16:28:33 GMT
MONDAY OF THE FIRST WEEK OF ADVENT
Regem venturum Dominum, venite, adoremus. Come, let us adore the King our Lord, who is to come.
The Saviour, who is so soon to be with us and to save us, warns us not only to prepare ourselves to appear before Him, but also to purify our souls.It is most just,’ says St. Bernard, ‘ that the soul, which was the first to fall, should be the first to rise. Let us therefore defer caring for the body, until the day when Jesus Christ will come and reform it by the Resurrection; for, in the first coming, the Precursor says to us: “Behold the Lamb of God, who taketh away the sins of the world.” Observe, he says not the maladies of the body, nor the miseries of the flesh; he says sins, which are the malady of the soul, and the corruption of the spirit. Take heed, then, thou my body, and wait for thy turn and time* Thou canst hinder the salvation of the soul, and thine own safety is not within thy reach. Let the soul labour for herself, and strive thou too to help her, for if thou sharest in her sufferings thou wilt share in her glory. Retard her perfection, and thou re-tardest thine own. Thou wilt not be regenerated until God. sees His own image restored in the soul. [Sixth Sermon of Advent.] Let us, then, purify our souls. Let us do the works of the spirit, not the deeds of the flesh. Our Saviour’s promise is most clear; He will turn the deep dye of our iniquities into the purest whiteness. He asks but one thing of us : that we sin no more. He says to us : Cease to do perversely, and then come and accuse Me, come and complain against Me, if I do not cleanse you. O Jesus ! we will not defer a single day of this holy season ; we accept, from this moment, the conditions Thou offerest us. We sincerely desire to make our peace with Thee ; to bring the flesh into subjection to our spirit, to make good all the injustice we have committed against our neighbour, and to hush, by the sighs of our heart-felt compunction, that voice of our sins which has so long cried to Thee for vengeance.
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PROSE FOR THE TIME OF ADVENT
(Composed in the eleventh century, and taken from the ancient Roman-French missals)
Thou our eternal salvation, the never-failing light of the world. Light everlasting and our true redemption. Moved with compassion to see the human race perish by its idolatry offered to its very tempter. Thou didst descend to these depths of our misery, yet not leaving thine own high throne above. Then, by thy own gratuitous love, assuming our human nature, Thou didst save all on earth that was lost. Giving joy to this world. Come, O Christ, purify our souls and bodies. And make them thy own pure abode. Justify us by thy first coming. And in thy second, deliver us; That so, when thou judgest all things, on the day of the great light, We may be adorned with a spotless robe, and may follow thy footsteps wheresoever they are seen. Amen.
PRAYER FROM THE AMBROSIAN BREVIARY
(Second Sunday of Advent)
O almighty God! grant, we beseech thee, unto all this thy family, the desire of meeting, by good works, thy Son, Christ our Lord, who is coming to us; that being placed on his right hand, we may deserve the possession of the heavenly kingdom. Through the same Christ our Lord. Amen.
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Post by Admin on Dec 18, 2018 16:30:47 GMT
TUESDAY OF THE FIRST WEEK IN ADVENT
Regem venturum Dominum, venite, adoremus. Come, let us adore the King our Lord, who is to come.
How the Church loves to hear and say these grand words of the prophet: Come, let us go up to the mountain of the Lord! She repeats them in the Lauds of every feria in Advent; and her children bless the Lord, who, that we might have no difficulty in finding Him, has made Himself like to a high mountain; high, indeed, yet can we all ascend it. It is true that, at first, this mountain is, as we learn from another prophet, a small stone which is scarcely perceptible, and this to show the humility of the Messias at His birth ; but it soon becomes great, and ail people see it, and are invited to dwell on its fertile slopes, yea, to go up to its very summit, bright with the rays of the Sun of justice. It is thus, O Jesus, that Thou callest us all, and that Thou approachest towards all, and the greatness and sublimity of Thy mysteries are put within the reach of our littleness. We desire to join, without delay, that happy multitude of people which is journeying on towards Thee ; we are already with them; we are resolved to fix our tent under Thy shadow, 0 Mountain ever blessed ! There shelter us, and let us be out of reach of the noise of the world beneath us. Suffer us to go so far up, that we may lose all sight of that same world’s vanities. May we never forget those paths which lead even to the blissful summit, where the mountain, the figure, disappears, and the soul finds herself face to face with Him, whose vision eternally keeps the angels in rapture, and whose delight is to be with the children of men ! [Prov. viii. 31.]
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HYMN FOR THE TIME OF ADVENT
(Composed in the ninth century, and taken from the hymnarium of B. Joseph-Maria Tommasi)
May the sun, and stars, and land, and sea, sound forth the coming of the most high God: may the rich and poor unite their songs of praise to the Son of the supreme Creator ! He is the Saviour promised to our fathers; the glorious offspring of a Virgin: the Son of the mighty God bom of him before the morning star. He is the King of glory, and is coming to rale as God over kings, trample our wicked enemy beneath his feet, and heal this sick world of ours. Let the angels rejoice x let all nations exult; he tlM is high is coming in lowliness to save what had been lost. A God-Man is born, and the holy Trinity reigns; the Son co-eternal with the Father, our Lord, descends upon our earth. Let the prophets cry out, and prophesy: Emmanuel is nigh unto us. Let the tongues of the dumb speak, and ye, poor lame ones, run to meet him. Let the lamb and the wild beast feed with each other: let the ox and the ass know him that lies in the manger. The royal glittering standard ushers in our divine Chief: ye kings prepare your gifts for the noble and royal Babe. O the blessed message sent to the Virgin Mary ! By believing she conceives; she is a Mother, and a Virgin knowing not man. All ye nations and islands applaud this grand triumph. Run swiftly as the stag, lo ! the Redeemer is coming. Let the eyes of the blind, who have been sitting in darkness, now learn to throw off the murky night, and open to the true light. Let Galilee, and Greece, and Persia, and India, receive the faith: a God deigns to become man, and remains the Word with the Father. Praise, honour, power, glory, be to God the Father, and to the Son, together with the Holy Ghost, for eternal ages. Amen.
PRAYER FROM THE GALLICAN MISSAL
(In Adventu Domini, Contestatio)
O God, whose nature and property is goodness, and with whom there is no change, be propitious to our prayers, and show to thy Church that mercy of thine which we confess; show to thy people the wonderful mystery of thy only-begotten Son; that thus, what thou hast promised by the Gospel of thy Word, may be fulfilled by all nations coming to the faith, and the testimony of truth may be verified by the completion of adoption. Through Christ our Lord. Amen.
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Post by Admin on Dec 18, 2018 16:32:52 GMT
WEDNESDAY OF THE FIRST WEEK OF ADVENT
Regem venturum Dominum, venite, adoremus. Come, let us adore the King our Lord, who is to come.
Jerusalem is tending to her destruction; therefore she is losing all power, and, with the rest, the power of understanding. She no longer knows whiter she is going, and she sees not the abyss into which she is plunging. Such are all those men, who never give a thought to the coming of the sovereign Judge; they are men of whom Moses said in his canticle: ‘They are a nation without counsel and without wisdom. O that they would be wise and would understand, and would provide for their last end!’ The Son of God comes now in the swaddling-clothes of a weak Babe, in the humility of a servant, and, to speak with the prophets, as the dew which falls softly drop by drop; but it will not always be so. This earth also, which now is now the scene of our sins and our hardheartedness, will perish before the face of the angry Judge; and if we have made it the one object of our love, to what shall we then cling? ‘A sudden death which has happened in your presence,’ says St John Chrysostom, ‘or an earthquake, or the bare threat of some dire calamity, terrifies and prostrates you; what then shall it be when the whole earth shall sink beneath your feet; when you shall see all nature in disorder; when you shall hear the sound of the last trumphet; when the sovereign Master of the universe shall appear before you in the fulness of His majesty? Perchance you have seen criminals dragged to punishment: did they not seem to die twenty times before they reached the place of execution, and before the executioner could lay his hands on them, fear had crushed out life? Oh! the terror of that last day! How is it that men can expose themselves to such misery, when, to avoid it, they have but to open their hearts to Him, who is now coming to them in gentlest love, asking them to give Him a place in their souls, and promising to shelter them from the warth to come, if they will but receive Him! O Jesus, who can withstand They anger at the last day? Now Thou art our Brother, our Friend, a little Child who is to be born for us: we will therefore make covenant with Thee; so that. loving Thee now in They first coming, we may not fear Thee in the second. When Thou comest in that second one, bid They angels approach us, and say to us those thrilling words: ‘It is well!’
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PROSE FOR THE TIME OF ADVENT
(Roman breviary, the Office of Matins)
O sovereign Word, begotten of the bosom of the eternal Father, yet born in the fleeting course of time, thou bringest succour to the world. Enlighten now our hearts, and inflame them with they love, that, being detached from earthly things, they may be filled with the joys of heaven. That when from his tribunal the Judge shall condemn the wicked to the flames, and lovingly call the good to the heavn they have won, We may not be hurled into the dark pool of fire, but, admitted to the vision of God, may enjoy the bliss of heaven. To the Father, and to the Son, and to thee, O Holy Ghost, may there ever be, as there ever hath been, glory for ever and ever. Amen.
PRAYER FROM THE MOZARABIC MISSAL
(In the Mass of the fourth Sunday of Advent, Illation)
It is meet and just, and available to us in all things, that we always should extol, by all possible praises, thy clemency, O almighty Father, who didst create us in holiness and nobleness, and, when the fraud of the old serpent had seduced us, didst in pure mercy deliver us from death. Thou didst foretell, in pure mercy deliver us from death. Thou didst foretell, in past ages, that the Son, whom thou wast to send in the flesh for us, would come on this earth and would be born of a Virgin, and by the holy prophets didst foretell the advent of his birth; and this to the end that he who had been promised, having been long expected, might give great joy to the world when he should come in the fulness of time. Wherefore we pray and beseech thee, that thou, who didst not suffer they creature to perish, because thou art truly compassionate and merciful, but didst restore what was lost by the humble coming of thy Son, wouldst now so protect, so keep, so heal, so defend, so free, what thou hast found and repaired and restored, that in that dread coming, whereby they Son shall come a second time to judge those by whom and for whom he himself was judged, he may so find the creatures that he has redeemed, that he may eternally possess those whom he purchased with the price of his Blood.
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Post by Admin on Dec 18, 2018 16:35:44 GMT
THURSDAY OF THE FIRST WEEK OF ADVENT
Regem venturum Dominum, venite, adoremus. Come, let us adore the King our Lord, who is to come.
We are awaiting the birth of a Child who is to appear seven hundred years after the time of Isaias; and this Child will be the world’s savior. Men will persecute Him, load Him with calumnies and injuries, and, but a few hours before they crucify Him, they shall hear this parable from His lips: ‘There was a man, a householder, who planted a vineyard, and made a hedge round about it, and dug in it a press, and built a tower, and let it out to husbandmen; and went into a strange country. And when the time of the fruits drew nigh, he sent his servants to the husbandmen, that they might receive the fruits thereof. And the husbandmen laying hands on his servants, beat one, and killed another, and stoned another. Again he sent other servants more than the former; and they did to them in like manner. And last of all, he sent to them his son, saying: They will reverence my son.’ See, Christians, this Son is coming to you. Will you reverence Him? Will you treat Him as the Son of God, with that honour and love which are due to Him? Take notice of the wickedness of men; it has a progress in malice. In the days of Isaias, the Jews despised the prophets; but the prophets, though sent by God, were only men. The Son of God came, and they would not acknowledge Him; a far greater crime, assuredly, than to stone the prophets. What, then, would be the crime of Christians, who not only acknowledge Him who is now coming to them, but are His members by Baptism, if they will not open their hearts to this Messias, whom the Father is sending into the vineyard? What punishment would not the ungrateful vine deserve, planted, as it has been, with so much love, should it persist in yielding nothing but bitter fruit? Ah, dear Jesus! let not his be: make us generous: make us produce abundant flower and fruit for the day of Thy coming, which is so near at hand.
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PRAYER OF THE CHURCHES OF FRANCE DURING ADVENT
(Taken from the Prophet Isaias)
Rorate, caeli, desuper, et nubes pluant justum.
Drop down dew, ye heavens, from above And let the clouds rain the Just One. Be not angry, O Lord, And remember no longer our iniquity: Behold the of thy sanctuary is become a desert, Sion is made a desert, Jerusalem is desolate: The house of thy holiness and thy glory, Where our fathers praised thee. Drop down dew, ye heavens, from above And let the clouds rain the Just One. We have sinned, and we are become as one unclean, And we have all fallen as a leaf: And our iniquities like the wind, have taken us away,; Thou hast hidden thy face from us And thou hast crushed us by thy hand of our iniquity. Drop down dew, ye heavens, from above And let the clouds rain the Just One. See, O Lord, the affliction of thy people, And send him who thou hast promised to send: Send forth the Lamb, the ruler of the earth, From the Rock of the desert To the mount of the daughter of Sion That he himself may take off The yoke of our captivity. Drop down dew, ye heavens, from above And let the clouds rain the Just One. Be comforted, be comforted, my people: Thy salvation shall speedily come: Why wilt thou waste away in sadness? Why hath sorrow seized thee? I will save thee, fear not, For I am the Lord thy God, The Holy One of Israel, thy Redeemer. Drop down dew, ye heavens, from above And let the clouds rain the Just One. PRAYER FROM THE AMBROSIAN MISSAL
(Fourth Sunday of Advent)
Almighty and everlasting God, who, by the coming of thine only-begotten Son our Lord Jesus Christ, didst deign to shine on us with a new light; grant unto us, that as we deserved to have him as our companion in the form of our body, by the birth the Virgin gave him; so also we may merit to be his companions in the kingdom of his grace: who liveth and reigneth with thee forever and ever. Amen.
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Post by Admin on Dec 18, 2018 16:37:36 GMT
FRIDAY OF THE FIRST WEEK OF ADVENT
Regem venturum Dominum, venite, adoremus. Come, let us adore the King our Lord, who is to come.
Such is the glory of the Lord in the highest of heavens: who could see it and live? But now, contemplate this same Lord upon our earth, during the days which have dawned upon us. The womb of a Virgin contains Him, whom heaven cannot contain. To angels His beauty is visible, but it dazzles them not; to men, it is not even visible. Not a single voice is heard saying unto Him those words of heaven: Holy, holy, holy is the Lord God of hosts! The angels no longer say of Him: All the earth is full of His glory; for the earth is witness of His abasement, and an abasement so abject and low, that the inhabitants of the earth do not even know it. At first, there was but one who knew the divine secret: the Virgin Mother; afte rher, Elizabeth was admitted to know that her cousin was Mother of God; and the, after the most painful and humiliating suspicions, the great mystery was revealed by an angel to Joseph. So that only three on earth know that God has come down upon it! Thus humbly did He re-enter the world, after the sin of pride had driven Him out of it. O God of the ancient Covenant, how great Thou art! and who would not tremble before Thee? O God of the new Covenant, hot little Thou hast hast made Thyself! who would not love Thee? Heal my pride, the source of all my sins! teach me to value what Thou didst so much value. By Thy Incarnation Thou workest by silence, and Thy triumph is won by self-annihilation. I wish to humble myself after Thine example, and to profit by the lessons which a God came down so low to give me. Lay low all that is high and lifted up within me, O my Jesus, for this is one of the ends of Thy coming. I abandon myself to Thee as to my sovereign Master! do with me and in me what Thou wilt.
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HYMN TAKEN FROM THE ANTHOLOGY OF THE GREEKS
(December 23)
Let us sing, in gladness of heart, the canticles of the pre-vigil of the birth of Christ; for he, who is co-equal with the Father and the Spirit, having, in his great compassion for our miseries, clothed himself with the leaven of our clay, is to be born in the city of Bethlehem; and shepherds with angels will hymn his ineffable birth. Let us play loud on our cymbals, let us shout our songs of victory; Christ is to appear visibly; the predictions of the prophets are fulfilled; he, who they foretold would appear amongst mortals, is to be born in a holy cave, and to lie in a crib a little child. Get thee ready, O Bethlehem! Eden, open thy gates! Land of Juda, put on thy best! Let the heavens exult! To enrich the poverty of Adam by the abundance of his mercy, Life is in that crib, the rich One is in that cave, yet the divine Nature suffers no change or confusion. From the dawn of day I watch for thee, who, in mercy for fallen man, didst empty thyself, yet still remaining God, and didst take from a Virgin the form of a servant, O thou Word of God, O Lover of men! I beseech thee, give me peace. Let the clouds drop down dew from on high. He who puts the clouds in the air, he the adorable God, has descended in a cloud, and that cloud is the Virgin: he has done this, that light everlasting may shine from him on those who heretofore were in darkness and peril. O most sweet Child, how shall I feed thee? saidn the blessed Lady. How shall I take thee into my arm, thou that holdest all things in thy power? How shall I wrap thee in swathing bands, that coverest the whole earth with clouds? My Babe, said the Virgin Mother of Christ, how shall I hide thee, bright Sun, in swaddling clothes? How shall I so imprison thee that holdest all things? Shall I be able to fix my gaze on thee, whom the many-eyed spirits dare not look upon? Get ready, then, O Bethlehem, all that is needed for the birth. And thou, Joseph, go and be enrolled with Mary. O crib ever venerable! O ye bands that swathe our God, holding in your folds the Life that breaks the bands of death, and ties us mortals to immortality, Christ Jesus our God. PRAYER FROM THE MOZARABIC MISSAL
(In the Mass of the fifth Sunday of Advent)
The day of they coming, O Lord, is near, indeed, at hand; but before thou comest we beseech thee make us worthy to be purified from every contagion of sin. First remove from us, we entreat thee, whatsoever there is in us which thou wouldst have to punish in that future examination; that so, when thou comest as our just Judge, thou mayst find nought in us to condemn. Amen.
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Post by Admin on Dec 18, 2018 16:40:07 GMT
SATURDAY OF THE FIRST WEEK OF ADVENT
Regem venturum Dominum, venite, adoremus. Come, let us adore the King our Lord, who is to come.
Let your hearts be filled with hope and joy at hearing this fair and sweet prophecy: A Virgin shall conceive and bear a Son. These words contain the salvation of the world, as these others express its perdition: ‘The woman took of the fruit of the tree, and did eat, and gave unto her husband.’ This Virgin promised to us has at length come; the divine Fruit is in her womb. By her, Eve’s disobedience is repaired, the world is raised from its fall, the head of the serpent is crushed, God Himself is more glorified by the fidelity of this second Virgin, than He had been outraged by the disobedience of the first. The consent of Mary exercises an immense influence in the saving of the world. It is true that the Word Himself is coming; ‘but,’ says St Bernard (in his second sermon of Advent), ‘Mary is the way whereby He comes; it is from the her virginal womb He issues, as the Bridegroom from the nuptial chamber. Let us endeavour, therefore, to go up to Jesus by Mary, for Jesus came down to us by her. By thee, O blessed one that didst find grace, O parent of life, O mother of salvation, may we have access to thy Son! May He, who was given to us by thee, receive us by thee. May He admit thy purity, and, for its sake, forgive our impurities: may He give us the pardon of our pride, because of the pleasure He took in thy humility. May thy abundant charity cover the multitude of our sins. May thy glorious fruitfulness get us fruitfulness of merit. Our Lady! Our mediatrix! Our advocate! Reconcile us to thy Son, command us to thy Son, present us to thy Son. By the grace thou didst find, by the prerogative thou didst merit, by the Mercy thou didst bring forth, grant, O blessed Virgin! that Jesus, who deigned to become, through thy maternity, partaker of our weakness and misery, may, through thy intercession, make us partakers of His glory and bliss.’
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PROSE IN HONOUR OF THE BLESSED VIRGIN
(Composed by Abailard; it is found in all the Roman-French missals)
God, the lover of man, sends to the Virgin no less an angel than him who is called God’s strength, the Archangel Gabriel. May this strong messanger be speedily at his work; may he stay the rights and laws of nature in the Virgin’s delivery. May the King of glory, when born, triumph over nature; may he reign and command; may he take away from the midst of men all leaven and rust. May he humble proud heads; may this God, mighty in war, trample in his power on the necks of the haughty. May he cast forth the prince of this world; and make his Mother share with him the empire which his Father has given him. Go forth, messanger of God, announce these gifts; lift up, by the virtue of thy annunciation, the veil of the ancient Scripture. Approach, tell thy announcement: say, when thou art in her presence: ‘Hail!’ Say: ‘O full of grace!’ Say: ‘The Lord is with thee!’ And then: ‘Fear not!’ Receive, O Virgin, the divine deposit; by him fulfill thy chaste purpose, and keep thy vow. The Maid hears and accepts the announcement; she believes and conceives, and brings forth a Son, but he is the admirable. The counsellor of mankind, God and Man, Father of the world to come, the Prince of peace. May his firmness render us firm, lest human frailty should make us stumble into the abyss. But may the Giver of pardon, granting us pardon and grace, obtained by the Mother of grace, dwell within us. May he that grants us pardon of our sins, wipe away all our guilt, and give us the country in the starry heaven. Amen.
PRAYER FROM THE GALLICAN SACRAMENTARY
(Christmas Eve)
O Emmanuel, God with us, Christ the Son of God, who didst announce that thou wouldst be born of a Virgin, and didst, as Lord, create Mary, the Mother whose Son thou art: grant us, that being, like her, created by thee out of nothing, we may be rewarded, like her, for our faith in thee. Amen.
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