Office Hymns: Memorial Hymns: Of The Passion

Memorial Hymns at the Office

Of The Passion

At  Vigils .

127

In Passione Domini

Thy wondrous Passion Life, O Lord !

Hath to our dying souls reftored ;

And e'er shall sweet relief impart.

To solace every aching heart.

 

Henceforth be in our memory borne

The Agony, the bitter Scorn,

The Thorny Crown, the Hour of fear.

The Nails, the srofs, the piercing spear

 

Those sacred Stripes replete with woe

To which all gratitude we owe ;

The Vinegar, the Gall, the Reed ;

And death's own bitterness indeed ;

 

May these our contrite spirits fate.

And with Thy love inebriate ;

All grace and holiness instil

And with the fruits of Glory fill.

 

We Thee, The Crucified, adore.

And from our inmost hearts implore.

Unto the Sainted Choirs above

Unite us in Thy Heaven of love !

 

All Laud and Honor be to Christ

Who sold, betrayed, and sacrificed.

Died guiltless on the bitter Cross

To save us from eternal loss ! Amen.

At Lauds.

128

Christ um Due qui per Crucem

 

Christ our Leader, and Redeemer

By His own Cross from foes and shame.

Brethren pouring strains adoring

Let us now welcome with acclaim.

By the deep woe of Thy death throe.

By all the Blood which Thou hast shed.

By Thine Unction to compunction

O Jesu! may our hearts be led.

 

By those blissful fears distressful.

Spitting, scourging, stripes, and pain ;

Endless pleasure without meafure

Christ! for our ransomed souls obtain

 

Sad and tender our hearts render.

With thofe Thy gory wounds and tears ;

Therein laving us and saving

Thou Ruler of the starry spheres !

 

To the fashion of Thy Passion

Saviour our contrite hearts incline !

Faithful giving ever-living

Joys Supernal and Divine !

 

All Laud and Honour be to Christ

Who fold, betrayed, and facrificed,

Died guiltless on the bitter Cross

To save us from eternal loss ! Amen.

At Prime.

129

Tu Qui velatus facie,

 

Thou ! Who, though veiled Thy glorious face

Waft yet The Sun of Righteousness,

Though mocked by bowing knees in scorn

And with relentless scourges torn

 

We seek Thee in adoring prayer,

O guard us with Thy favouring care !

And in Thy loving clemency

Bring us to Glory and to Thee !

 

All Laud and Honour be to Christ

Who sold, betrayed, and sacrisiced.

Died guiltless on the bitter Cross

To fave us from eternal lofs. Amen.

 

At Terce.

 

130

Tu qui hac Hora Tertia,

 

Thou Who at this Third Hour of dread

To cruel punishment wast led

O Christ I whose suffering shoulders bore

The Cross, that we might grieve no more ;

 

A heart e'en so to love Thee give.

That we a holy life may live ;

And win eternal rest above

In Heavenly homes of joy and love.

All Laud and Honour be to Christ

Who sold, betrayed, and sacrificed.

Died guiltless on the bitter Cross

To save us from eternal loss I Amen.

At Sext.

 

131

Crucem pro nobis subiit.

 

The Cross for us The Saviour bore ;

Thereon suspended, thirsting sore ;

Jesus ! Whose sacred Hands and Feet

The Nails relentless penetrate !

 

Honour and Benison betide

The Son of God ! The Crucified !

Who by His Agony and Pain,

From exile brought us home again.

All Laud and Honour be to Christ

Who sold, betrayed, and sacrificed.

Died guiltless on the bitter Cross,

To save us from eternal loss ! Amen.

at None.

132

Beata Christi Passio.

Now may Christ's blissful Passion ever

Our souls from guilt and woe deliver ;

Through this to us. His flock, be given

Eternal joys prepared in Heaven !

 

All Glory be to Him our King

Who on the Cross of suffering.

With thrilling cry breathed forth His soul

And made a lost Creation whole !

 

All Laud and Honour be to Christ

Who sold, betrayed, and sacrificed.

Died guiltless on the bitter Cross,

To save us from eternal loss ! Amen

At Evensong.

 

133

Qui passura Mortis dira.

Thou didst languish in Death's anguish.

Sin's galling chains in sunder break ;

Peace securing, it enduring

O Jesu! Crown of Virgins, make.

 

Ah ! they scourge Thee, and they urge Thee

To drink that bitter cup of gall ;

Us relieving from sins grieving

Thee King Eternal ! Lord of all !

 

On us weeping here, and keeping

Memorial of Thy dying woe ;

Consolation and Salvation

Jesu! our Ransomer bestow.

 

On the bitter Cross's Altar

Rich streams of blood from Thee flowed down ;

King benignest ! Thou Who shinest

His Consort, on Thy Father's Throne !

Blood of Jesus! to release us,

Thou didst compel The Fiend to fly ;

Henceforth make us glad partakers

Of the slain Lamb's Repast on high ! Amen.

 

At Ccompline.

 

134

Qui jacuisti mortuus,

 

Thou sinless King ! Who stark and dead

Within the rocky tomb wast laid,

O grant us there with Thee to rest I

With all Thy living graces blest.

 

In mercy succour us O Lord !

And by Thy saving Blood restored,

O bring us to that blissful shore.

Where light and joy last evermore !

 

All Laud and Honour be to Christ,

Who sold, betrayed, and sacrificed.

Died guiltless on the bitter Cross

To save us from eternal loss ! Amen. -