English Version. ST. LUKE Xxiii. 28. Daughters of Jerusalem, weep ye not; weep not for Me, weep for yourselves, and for your children. 33. And when they were come to the place, which is called Calvary, there they crucified JESUS. ST. MATTHEW xxvii. 39. And they that passed by reviled Him, wagging their heads. ST. LUKE Xxiii. 34. Then said JESUS, Father, forgive them for they know not what they do. 39, 42. And one of the malefactors which were hanged said unto JESUS, LORD, remember me when Thou comest into Thy Kingdom. 43. And JESUS said unto him, Verily I say unto thee, This day shalt thou be with Me in Paradise. ST. JOHN xix. 26. When JESUS therefore saw His mother and the disciple standing by, whom He loved, He saith unto His mother, Woman, Behold thy son. 27. Then saith He to the disciple, Behold thy mother. ST. MATTHEW xxvii. 45. There was darkness over all the land. ST. MARK Xv. 34. And at the ninth hour JESUS cried with a loud voice, saying, Eloi, Eloi, lama Sabacthani? which is, being interpreted, My GOD, My GOD, why hast Thou forsaken Me? ST. JOHN xix. 28. After this, JESUS, knowing that all things were now accomplished, that the Scripture might be fulfilled, saith: I thirst. 29. Now there was a vessel full of vinegar; and they filled a sponge with vinegar, and put it upon hyssop, and they put it to His mouth. 30. When JESUS therefore had received the vinegar, He said: It is finished. ST. LUKE Xxiii. 46. Father, into Thy hands I commend My spirit: [and He bowed His head and gave up the ghost]. GOUNOD, KING. 1047 ELVEY, St. Luke xxiii. 28. 1048 "GALLIA." LAMENTATIONS i. 1. Quomodo sedet sola civitas plena populo! Facta est quasi vidua domina gentium, princeps provinciarum, facta est sub tributo. 2. Plorans ploravit in nocte et lacrymæ ejus in maxillis ejus non est qui consoletur eam ex omnibus charis ejus, omnes amici ejus spreverunt eam, et facti sunt ei inimici. 4. Viæ Sion lugent eo quod non sint qui veniant ad solemnitatem, omnes portæ ejus destructæ, sacerdotes ejus gementes, virgines ejus squalidæ, et ipsa oppressa amaritudine. 12. O vos omnes, qui transitis per viam, attendite, et videte si est dolor sicut dolor meus. 9. Vide, Domine, afflictionem Meam, quoniam erectus est inimicus. Jerusalem! Jerusalem! Convertere ad Dominum Deum tuum. English Version. 1. Solitary lies the city, she that was full of people. How is she widowed, she that was great among nations, princess among the provinces? How is she put under tribute? 2. Sorely she weepeth in darkness. Her tears are on her cheeks; and no one offereth consolation; yea, all her friends have betrayed her, they are become her enemies. *4. Zion's ways do languish, none come to her solemn feasts. All her gates are desolate her priests sigh, yea, her virgins are afflicted, and she is in bitterness. 12. Is it nothing to all ye that pass by? Behold, and see if there be any sorrow that is like unto My sorrow. 9. Now behold, O LORD, look Thou on My affliction; see, the foe hath magnified himself. Jerusalem, Jerusalem, O turn thee to the LORD thy GOD, O turn thee unto thy God.* Sometimes sung as a separate Anthem. GOUNOD. 1049 JESU our LORD, Son of GOD, our Redeemer, let all created beings praise Thy Name. May Thy grace and Thy blessing descend on us. LORD, our Redeemer, kindle love anew in our hearts. Let all created beings bless Thy Name. Blessed Word Incarnate, Only Son of the Father, hear us, in pity hear our prayer. Give us strength in our weakness, give us rest from our labours, give us help in our sorrows, give us faith in Thy promise, and the glory of heaven. For our sins, our just sentence was death everlasting, but Thy Cross, LORD, hath saved us. Thou art our life! May we share in Thy victory, may we follow Thy triumph, may we rise in Thy likeness, and reign in Heaven with Thee. JESU, our LORD, Son of GOD, our Redeemer, let all created beings praise Thy Name. Another Version. PSALM xliii. 3. Send out Thy light and Thy truth, let them lead me, and let them bring me to Thy holy hill. 4. O GOD, then will I go unto Thy altar; on the harp we will praise Thee, O LORD our GOD. 5. Why, O soul, art thou sorrowful? and why cast down within me? Still trust the loving-kindness of the GOD of thy strength, and my tongue yet shall praise Him Who hath pleaded my cause. XX. 6. LORD our GOD, Thou wilt save Thine anointed, Thou wilt hear us from Heaven. 7. Though in chariots some put their faith, our trust is in Thee. 8. They are brought down and fallen, but the LORD is our helper, we shall not be afraid. GOUNOD. 1050 O come near to the Cross whereon hangs our Redeemer. Ye faithful, shed your tears, for your LORD pours His lifeblood for the world's salvation! O behold, as ye weep, your LORD hung on His Cross, the spotless Victim; how He bleeds, how He dies, how He drinks to the dregs the bitter cup of sorrow, dying to give us life. Ah, behold! what a scene to our eyes is unfolded, with scourges He is torn, with thorns and cruel nails and with spear He is wounded, for us thus sacrificed. Hear us, O Saviour, and pardon all our sins, and give us life in Thee. Thou hast suffered for us: we have planted Thy bitter Cross on Mount Golgotha. O grant us Thy grace, our cold hearts to kindle, and to quicken our faith. Thou hast ransomed our souls from the grave and from hell. Thou hast saved Thy redeemed. LORD, we offer to Thee our grateful love and praises at the foot of the Cross. Who suffer here with Thee, shall reign with Thee in glory, in joy, and love, and peace. Soon, ah, soon from the grave shall Thy all-quickening Spirit call us to life again. LORD, our Redeemer, O hear Thou our petition, bow Thine ear to our prayer. grant us life eternal. LORD, GOUNOD. 1051 O day of penitence! O day of mourning! Remember how the Incarnate Son of GOD, nailed to His Cross, hung between earth and heaven, was put to death by His own people's hands, to save us all from Satan's iron bondage. He bore with patience all these cruel wrongs! O come, let us with hearts and voices utter our grief, and weep beside His tomb. Come, let us kneel, in sorrow and contrition, before the Cross which His pure Blood doth lave. Come, rich and poor, offer Him all your hearts, Who gave Himself the world to save. Just as the sea by stormy winds is driven, whose angry waves do hoarsely rage and roar; the people with madness to the slaughter are crowding, and shouting, "To death! To death! Crucify Him!" Striving to save Him, Pilate has vainly laboured: His cruel foes thirst for their Victim's Blood. Behold, they crown with thorns His sacred Head, beat Him with scourges, and then smite Him on His cheek. Come, let us kneel in sorrow and contrition, before the Cross which His pure Blood doth lave. Come, rich and poor, offer Him all your hearts, Who gave Himself the world to save. Slowly, ah slowly, drag on the fatal hours. Now having drained His bitter cup of pain, the Lamb of GOD completes His Sacrifice; into His Father's hands commends His spirit; cries with loud voice, “It is finished," and expires. Then, as He died, darkness obscured the land; in dim eclipse the earth with horror shook; the temple trembled, the veil was rent in twain. Come, let us kneel in sorrow and contrition, before the Cross which His pure Blood doth lave. Come, rich and poor, offer Him all your hearts, Who gave Himself the world to save. GOUNOD. 1052 O sing to GOD your hymns of gladness, Their hymns of praise to Thee their King. We pour to Thee our supplication, That Thou wouldst grant us, LORD, salvation. 1053 O saving Victim, slain for us, The gates of Heaven to us unfold; Fierce wars assail, the foes draw nigh, GOUNOD. GOUNOD. |