The St. Gregory Hymnal and Catholic Choir Book Part 7

The St. Gregory Hymnal and Catholic Choir Book Part 7

18.


Thus inflamed with pure affection, In the Virgins Son protection May I at the judgment find.


19.


When in death my limbs are failing, Let Thy Mothers prayr prevailing Lift me, Jesus, to Thy throne.


20.



To my parting soul be given Entrance through the gate of Heaven, There confess me for Thine own.


Amen


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No. 24


LENT AND Pa.s.sIONTIDE


I see my Jesus crucified


Nicola A. Montani


Devoto


1.


I see my Jesus crucified, His wounded Hands and Feet and Side, His sacred Flesh all rent and torn, His b.l.o.o.d.y crown of sharpest thorn.


2.


Those cruel nails, I drove them in, Each time I pierced Him with my sin That crown of thorns twas I who wove, When I despised His gracious love.


3.


Then to those Feet Ill venture near, And wash them with a contrite tear, And evry bleeding wound I see, Ill think He bore them all for me.


4.


Deep graven on my sinful heart, Oh, never may that form depart, That with me always may abide The thought of Jesus crucified.


Copyright 1920 by N. A. M.


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No. 25


LENT AND Pa.s.sIONTIDE


Oerwhelmed in depths of woe Saevo dolorum turbine


Tr. Rev. E. Caswall Nicola A. Montani


Moderato


1.


Oerwhelmed in depths of woe, Upon the Tree of scorn Hangs the Redeemer of mankind, With racking anguish torn.


2.


See! How the nails those Hands And Feet so tender rend; See! Down His Face, and Neck, and Breast, His sacred Blood descend.


3.


Hark! With what awful cry, His Spirit takes its flight; That cry, it smote His Mothers heart And wrapt her soul in night.


4.


Come, fall before His Cross, Who shed for us His blood; Who dies, the victim of pure love, To make us Sons of G.o.d.


5.


Jesu! All praise to Thee, Our joy and endless rest; Be Thou our Guide while pilgrims here, Our Crown amid the blest.


Copyright 1920 by N. A. M.


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No. 26


PALM SUNDAY


All glory, laud and honor


From the Latin of St.Theodulph by Dr. J. M. Neale M. Haydn


Maestoso con spirito


1.


All glory, laud, and honor To Thee Redeemer, King, To Whom the lips of children Made sweet hosannas ring.


Refrain All glory, laud, and honor, To Thee Redeemer, King, To Whom the lips of children Made sweet hosannas ring.


2.


Thou art the King of Israel, Thou Davids royal Son, Who in the Lords name comest The King and blessed One.


3.


The company of angels Are praising Thee on high, And mortal men and all things Created make reply.


4.


The people of the Hebrews With palms before them went; To praise and prayr and anthems Before Thee we present.


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