On FRIDAY in PASSION-WEEK is faid the office of The SEVEN DOLOURS of the B. V. MARY. A greater Dauble. T MASS, INTROIT. Here ftood by the crofs of Jefus John 19. his mother, and his mother's fifter, Mary the wife of Cleophas, and Salome, and Mary Magdalen. V. Jefus faid: Woman, behold thy fon; and to his difciple: Behold thy mother. V. Glory. Gloria in excelfis is faid. COLLECT. Deus, in cujus. prophecy, the fword of grief pierced the most fweet foul of glorious Mary, the Virgin-mother: grant, in thy mercy, that we, who with honour commemorate her forrows and fufferings, may be helped by the glorious merits and prayers of all the faints that faithfully ftood by thy crofs, fo as to partake of the happy fruits of thy paffion. Who liveft. Then is made a Commemoration of Friday by the COLLECT. Cordibus noftris, as p. 141. As likewife by the SECRET and PosTCOMMUNION fol lowing, their refpective proper places. LESSON. Judith xiii. 22, 25. HE Lord hath bleffed thee with his power, who TH by thee hath brought our enemies to nothing. Thou art the bleffed of the Lord the high God, above all women upon earth. Bleffed be the Lord, who made heaven and earth, because he hath this day fo magnified thy name, that thy praife fhall not depart out of the mouth of men, who fhall remember the power of the Lord for ever: for that thou didst not fpare thy life at the fight of the diftrefs and tribulation of thy country, but haft helped to prevent their ruin in the fight of our God. GRADUAL. Thou art overwhelmed with grief and in tears, O Virgin Mary, standing by the cross of our Lord Jefus thy Son, the Redeemer. TRACT. Holy Mary, the Queen of heaven and Lady of the world, stood full of grief by the cross of our Lord Jefus Chrift. V. O all you that pafs by the way, attend and fee if there be any forrow like unto mine. The SEQUENCE, or PROSE. Tabat Mater dolo redeeming wood Ta The most aflicted Mother stood, Mingling her tears with her Son's blood. As thatftream'd down from ev'ry part, Of all his wounds the felt the fmart, What pierc'd his body, pierc'd her heart. Who can with tear lefs eyes look on, When fuch a Mother fuch a Son Wounded and gafping does bemoan? Unmov'd behold the double flood Of Mary's tears, of Jefu's blood! Alas! our fins, they were not his, In this atoning facrifice, For which he bleeds, for which he dies. VOL II. rofa Juxta crucem lacrymofa Dum pendebat Filius. Cujus animam ge mentem, Contriftatam, & dolen tem Pertranfivit gladius. O quam triftis & af ficta Fuit illa benedicta N Mater unigeniti ! Quæ mærebat, & dolebat, Et tremebat, cum vide. bat Nati pænas inclyti. Quis eft homo qui non fleret, Chrifti matrem fi videret In tanto fupplicio.! Our forrow, not to grieve Pænas mecum divide. halt appear. Virgo virginum præclara, Mihi jam non fis amara, Fac me tecum plangere. Fac ut portem Chrifti mortem, Paffionis fac confortem, Et plagas recolere. Fac me plagis vulnerari, Cruce hac inebriari, Ob amorem filii. Inflammatus, & accenfus, Per te, virgo, fim defenfus, In die judicii. AT Fac me cruce cuftodiri, Morte Chrifti præmu niri, Confoveri gratiâ. Quando corpus mori etur, Fac ut agimæ donetur GOSPEL. John xix. 25. T that time: There ftood by the cross of Jefus his mother, and his mother's fifter, Mary the wife of Cleophas, and Mary Magdalen. When Jefus therefore faw his mother and the difciple ftanding, whom he loved, he faith to his mother: Woman, behold thy fon. After that he faith to the difciple: Behold thy mother. And from that hour the difciple took her to his own home. OFFERTORY. Remember, O Virgin-mother of God, whilft thou ftandeft in the prefence of the Lord, to speak in our favour, that thou mayes tum away his wrath from us. WE SECRET. E offer thee, O Lord Jefus Chrift, our prayers and facrifices, humbly intreating thee, that we, who, in our prayers of this day, commemorate the transfixion of the moft fweet foul of bleffed Mary thy mother, may receive our reward with her and her bleffed companions that stood under thy cross, this holy affembly being multiplied, thro' the merits of thy death. Who liveft, &c. PREFACE in the transfixion. Ordinary, p. xxix. COMMUNION, Happy are the fenfes of the bleffed Virgin Mary, who, without dying, merited the crown of martyrdom under the cross of the Lord.. |