Wednesday, May 11, 2016

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. -

 

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