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Tempora: Feria Quinta infra Hebdomadam IV post Octavam Paschæ
1. O God, of those that fought thy fight, Portion, and prize, and crown of light, Break every bond of sin and shame As now we praise thy martyr's name. 2. He recked not of the world's allure, But sin and pomp of sin forswore: Knew all their gall, and passed them by, And reached the throne prepared on high. 3. Bravely the course of pain he ran, And bare his torments as a man: For love of thee his blood outpoured, And thus obtained the great reward. 4. With humble voice and suppliant word We pray thee therefore, holy Lord, While we thy martyr's feast-day keep, Forgive thy loved and erring sheep. 5. Glory and praise for aye be done To God the Father, and the Son, And Holy Ghost, who reign on high, One God, to all eternity. Amen.
Shall not my soul be subject to God? * for from him is my salvation.
For he is my God and my saviour: * he is my protector, I shall be moved no more.
How long do you rush in upon a man? * you all kill, as if you were thrusting down a leaning wall, and a tottering fence.
But they have thought to cast away my price; I ran in thirst: * they blessed with their mouth, but cursed with their heart.
But be thou, O my soul, subject to God: * for from him is my patience.
For he is my God and my saviour: * he is my helper, I shall not be moved.
In God is my salvation and my glory: * he is the God of my help, and my hope is in God.
Trust in him, all ye congregation of people: pour out your hearts before him. * God is our helper for ever.
But vain are the sons of men, the sons of men are liars in the balances: * that by vanity they may together deceive.
Trust not in iniquity, and cover not robberies: * if riches abound, set not your heart upon them.
God hath spoken once, these two things have I heard, that power belongeth to God, and mercy to thee, O Lord; * for thou wilt render to every man according to his works.
Glory be to the Father, and to the Son, * and to the Holy Ghost.
As it was in the beginning, is now, * and ever shall be, world without end. Amen.
Shout with joy to God, all the earth, sing ye a psalm to his name; * give glory to his praise.
Say unto God, How terrible are thy works, O Lord! * in the multitude of thy strength thy enemies shall lie to thee.
Let all the earth adore thee, * and sing to thee: let it sing a psalm to thy name.
Come and see the works of God; * who is terrible in his counsels over the sons of men.
Who turneth the sea into dry land, in the river they shall pass on foot: * there shall we rejoice in him.
Who by his power ruleth for ever: his eyes behold the nations; * let not them that provoke him be exalted in themselves.
O bless our God, ye Gentiles: * and make the voice of his praise to be heard.
Who hath set my soul to live: * and hath not suffered my feet to be moved:
For thou, O God, hast proved us: * thou hast tried us by fire, as silver is tried.
Thou hast brought us into a net, thou hast laid afflictions on our back: * thou hast set men over our heads.
We have passed through fire and water, * and thou hast brought us out into a refreshment.
Glory be to the Father, and to the Son, * and to the Holy Ghost.
As it was in the beginning, is now, * and ever shall be, world without end. Amen.
I will go into thy house with burnt offerings: * I will pay thee my vows, which my lips have uttered,
And my mouth hath spoken, * when I was in trouble.
I will offer up to thee holocausts full of marrow, with burnt offerings of rams: * I will offer to thee bullocks with goats.
Come and hear, all ye that fear God, * and I will tell you what great things he hath done for my soul.
I cried to him with my mouth: * and I extolled him with my tongue.
If I have looked at iniquity in my heart, * the Lord will not hear me.
Therefore hath God heard me, * and hath attended to the voice of my supplication.
Blessed be God, * who hath not turned away my prayer, nor his mercy from me.
Glory be to the Father, and to the Son, * and to the Holy Ghost.
As it was in the beginning, is now, * and ever shall be, world without end. Amen.
Let God arise, and let his enemies be scattered: * and let them that hate him flee from before his face.
As smoke vanisheth, so let them vanish away: * as wax melteth before the fire, so let the wicked perish at the presence of God.
And let the just feast, and rejoice before God: * and be delighted with gladness.
Sing ye to God, sing a psalm to his name, * make a way for him who ascendeth upon the west: (bow head) the Lord is his name.
Rejoice ye before him: * but the wicked shall be troubled at his presence, who is the father of orphans, and the judge of widows.
God in his holy place: * God who maketh men of one manner to dwell in a house:
Who bringeth out them that were bound in strength; * in like manner them that provoke, that dwell in sepulchres.
O God, when thou didst go forth in the sight of thy people, * when thou didst pass through the desert:
The earth was moved, and the heavens dropped at the presence of the God of Sinai, * at the presence of the God of Israel.
Thou shalt set aside for thy inheritance a free rain, * O God: and it was weakened, but thou hast made it perfect.
In it shall thy animals dwell; * in thy sweetness, O God, thou hast provided for the poor.
Glory be to the Father, and to the Son, * and to the Holy Ghost.
As it was in the beginning, is now, * and ever shall be, world without end. Amen.
The Lord shall give the word to them that preach good tidings, * with great power.
The king of powers is of the beloved, * of the beloved; and the beauty of the house shall divide spoils.
If you sleep among the midst of lots, you shall be as the wings of a dove covered with silver, * and the hinder parts of her back with the paleness of gold.
When he that is in heaven appointeth kings over her, * they shall be whited with snow in Selmon.
The mountain of God is a fat mountain, a curdled mountain, a fat mountain; * Why suspect, ye curdled mountains?
A mountain in which God is well pleased to dwell: * for there the Lord shall dwell unto the end.
The chariot of God is attended by ten thousands; thousands of them that rejoice: * the Lord is among them in Sinai, in the holy place.
Thou hast ascended on high, thou hast led captivity captive; * thou hast received gifts in men.
Yea for those also that do not believe, * the dwelling of the Lord God.
Blessed be the Lord day by day: * the God of our salvation will make our journey prosperous to us.
Our God is the God of salvation: * and of the Lord, of the Lord are the issues from death.
But God shall break the heads of his enemies: * the hairy crown of them that walk on in their sins.
The Lord said: I will turn them from Basan, * I will turn them into the depth of the sea:
That thy foot may be dipped in the blood of thy enemies; * the tongue of thy dogs be red with the same.
Glory be to the Father, and to the Son, * and to the Holy Ghost.
As it was in the beginning, is now, * and ever shall be, world without end. Amen.
They have seen thy goings, O God, * the goings of my God: of my king who is in his sanctuary.
Princes went before joined with singers, * in the midst of young damsels playing on timbrels.
In the churches bless ye God the Lord, * from the fountains of Israel.
There is Benjamin a youth, * in ecstasy of mind.
The princes of Juda are their leaders: * the princes of Zabulon, the princes of Nephthali.
Command thy strength, O God: * confirm, O God, what thou hast wrought in us.
From thy temple in Jerusalem, * kings shall offer presents to thee.
Rebuke the wild beasts of the reeds, the congregation of bulls with the kine of the people; * who seek to exclude them who are tried with silver.
Scatter thou the nations that delight in wars: ambassadors shall come out of Egypt: * Ethiopia shall soon stretch out her hands to God.
Sing to God, ye kingdoms of the earth: * sing ye to the Lord:
Sing ye to God, who mounteth above the heaven of heavens, * to the east.
Behold he will give to his voice the voice of power: * give ye glory to God for Israel, * his magnificence, and his power is in the clouds.
God is wonderful in his saints: the God of Israel is he who will give power and strength to his people; * blessed be God.
Glory be to the Father, and to the Son, * and to the Holy Ghost.
As it was in the beginning, is now, * and ever shall be, world without end. Amen.
Save me, O God: * for the waters are come in even unto my soul.
I stick fast in the mire of the deep: * and there is no sure standing.
I am come into the depth of the sea: * and a tempest hath overwhelmed me.
I have laboured with crying; my jaws are become hoarse: * my eyes have failed, whilst I hope in my God.
They are multiplied above the hairs of my head, * who hate me without cause.
My enemies are grown strong who have wrongfully persecuted me: * then did I pay that which I took not away.
O God, thou knowest my foolishness; * and my offences are not hidden from thee.
Let not them be ashamed for me, who look for thee, O Lord, * the Lord of hosts.
Let them not be confounded on my account, * who seek thee, O God of Israel.
Because for thy sake I have borne reproach; * shame hath covered my face.
I am become a stranger to my brethren, * and an alien to the sons of my mother.
For the zeal of thy house hath eaten me up: * and the reproaches of them that reproached thee are fallen upon me.
And I covered my soul in fasting: * and it was made a reproach to me.
And I made haircloth my garment: * and I became a byword to them.
They that sat in the gate spoke against me: * and they that drank wine made me their song.
But as for me, my prayer is to thee, O Lord; * for the time of thy good pleasure, O God.
Glory be to the Father, and to the Son, * and to the Holy Ghost.
As it was in the beginning, is now, * and ever shall be, world without end. Amen.
In the multitude of thy mercy hear me, * in the truth of thy salvation.
Draw me out of the mire, that I may not stick fast: * deliver me from them that hate me, and out of the deep waters.
Let not the tempest of water drown me, nor the deep swallow me up: * and let not the pit shut her mouth upon me.
Hear me, O Lord, for thy mercy is kind; * look upon me according to the multitude of thy tender mercies.
And turn not away thy face from thy servant: * for I am in trouble, hear me speedily.
Attend to my soul, and deliver it: * save me because of my enemies.
Thou knowest my reproach, and my confusion, * and my shame.
In thy sight are all they that afflict me; * my heart hath expected reproach and misery.
And I looked for one that would grieve together with me, * but there was none: and for one that would comfort me, and I found none.
And they gave me gall for my food, * and in my thirst they gave me vinegar to drink.
Let their table become as a snare before them, * and a recompense, and a stumblingblock.
Let their eyes be darkened that they see not; * and their back bend thou down always.
Pour out thy indignation upon them: * and let thy wrathful anger take hold of them.
Let their habitation be made desolate: * and let there be none to dwell in their tabernacles.
Because they have persecuted him whom thou hast smitten; * and they have added to the grief of my wounds.
Add thou iniquity upon their iniquity: * and let them not come into thy justice.
Let them be blotted out of the book of the living; * and with the just let them not be written.
Glory be to the Father, and to the Son, * and to the Holy Ghost.
As it was in the beginning, is now, * and ever shall be, world without end. Amen.
I am poor and sorrowful: * thy salvation, O God, hath set me up.
I will praise the name of God with a canticle: * and I will magnify him with praise.
And it shall please God better than a young calf, * that bringeth forth horns and hoofs.
Let the poor see and rejoice: * seek ye God, and your soul shall live.
For the Lord hath heard the poor: * and hath not despised his prisoners.
Let the heavens and the earth praise him; * the sea, and every thing that creepeth therein.
For God will save Sion, * and the cities of Juda shall be built up.
And they shall dwell there, * and acquire it by inheritance.
And the seed of his servants shall possess it; * and they that love his name shall dwell therein.
Glory be to the Father, and to the Son, * and to the Holy Ghost.
As it was in the beginning, is now, * and ever shall be, world without end. Amen.
Pater noster, qui es in cælis, sanctificétur nomen tuum: advéniat regnum tuum: fiat volúntas tua, sicut in cælo et in terra. Panem nostrum cotidiánum da nobis hódie: et dimítte nobis débita nostra, sicut et nos dimíttimus debitóribus nostris:
Ille nos benedícat, qui sine fine vivit et regnat.
Nolíte plures magístri fíeri fratres mei, sciéntes quóniam maius iudícium súmitis. In multis enim offéndimus omnes. Si quis in verbo non offéndit, hic perféctus est vir: potest étiam freno circumdúcere totum corpus. Si autem equis frena in ora míttimus ad consentiéndum nobis, et omne corpus illórum circumférimus.
Be ye not many masters, my brethren, knowing that you receive the greater judgment. For in many things we all offend. If any man offend not in word, the same is a perfect man. He is able also with a bridle to lead about the whole body. For if we put bits into the mouths of horses, that they may obey us, and we turn about their whole body.
Cuius festum cólimus, ipse intercédat pro nobis ad Dóminum.
Ecce et naves, cum magnæ sint, et a ventis válidis minéntur, circumferúntur a módico gubernáculo ubi ímpetus dirigéntis volúerit. Ita et lingua módicum quidem membrum est, et magna exáltat. Ecce quantus ignis quam magnam silvam incéndit! Et lingua ignis est, univérsitas iniquitátis.
Behold also ships, whereas they are great, and are driven by strong winds, yet are they turned about with a small helm, whithersoever the force of the governor willeth. Even so the tongue is indeed a little member, and boasteth great things. Behold how small a fire kindleth a great wood. And the tongue is a fire, a world of iniquity.
Lingua constitúitur in membris nostris, quæ máculat totum corpus, et inflámmat rotam nativitátis nostræ inflammáta a gehénna. Omnis enim natúra bestiárum, et vólucrum, et serpéntium, et ceterórum domántur, et dómita sunt a natúra humána: Linguam autem nullus hóminum domáre potest: inquiétum malum, plena venéno mortífero. In ipsa benedícimus Deum et Patrem: et in ipsa maledícimus hómines, qui ad similitúdinem Dei facti sunt. Ex ipso ore procédit benedíctio et maledíctio.
The tongue is placed among our members, which defileth the whole body, and inflameth the wheel of our nativity, being set on fire by hell. For every nature of beasts, and of birds, and of serpents, and of the rest, is tamed, and hath been tamed, by the nature of man: But the tongue no man can tame, an unquiet evil, full of deadly poison. By it we bless God and the Father: and by it we curse men, who are made after the likeness of God. Out of the same mouth proceedeth blessing and cursing. My brethren, these things ought not so to be.
Ad societátem cívium supernórum perdúcat nos Rex Angelórum.
Stanisláus, apud Cracóviam nóbili génere natus, quem pii paréntes, per trigínta annos stériles, a Deo précibus impetrárunt, ab ineúnte ætáte futúræ sanctitátis spécimen dedit. Adoléscens in sacra cánonum et theologíæ doctrína multum profécit. Paréntibus mórtuis, amplum patrimónium paupéribus distríbuit, vitæ monásticæ desidério. Sed, Deo áliter disponénte, canónicus Cracoviénsis et concionátor factus a Lampérto epíscopo, in eius póstea locum, quamvis invítus, sufféctus est. Quo in múnere ómnium pastorálium virtútum laude, et præcípue misericórdia in páuperes enítuit. Bolesláum Polóniæ regem, sǽpius ob mores corrúptos frustra admónitum, a fidélium communióne remóvit. Qui idcírco iracúndia furens, mílites in ecclésiam immíttit, ut sanctum epíscopum confódiant; sed cum divínitus fuíssent depúlsi, ímpius rex sacerdótem Dei, Hóstiam immaculátam ad altáre offeréntem, sua manu obtrúncat. Multis miráculis Servi sui sanctitátem Deus declarávit post eius mortem, quibus permótus Innocéntius quartus illum in Sanctórum númerum rétulit.
Stanislas was born of a noble family at Krakow. His birth was God's answer to the devout prayers of his parents, who in thirty years of marriage had remained childless. From his earliest days, he gave tokens of future holiness, and, as a young man, made great progress in the study of canon law and theology. When his parents died, he distributed his large inheritance to the poor, intending to embrace the monastic life. But God arranged otherwise, and he was made Canon and Preacher in Krakow by Bishop Lampert. Against his wishes, he later became Bishop Lampert's successor, and in this office he was a shining example of every pastoral virtue, especially of kindness to the poor. He excommunicated Boleslas, King of Poland, whom he had often rebuked in vain for his corrupt way of life. In a violent rage the King sent soldiers to the church to kill the holy Bishop. But when these were driven off by the power of God, the King with his own hand beheaded Bishop Stanislas as he was offering the immaculate Victim on the altar. God proclaimed the holiness of his servant by many miracles after his death; and on the strength of them Innocent IV enrolled him among the Saints.
Orémus.
Deus, pro cuius honóre gloriósus Póntifex Stanisláus gládiis impiórum occúbuit: † præsta, quǽsumus; ut omnes, qui eius implórant auxílium, * petitiónis suæ salutárem consequántur efféctum.
Per Dóminum nostrum Iesum Christum, Fílium tuum: † qui tecum vivit et regnat in unitáte Spíritus Sancti, Deus, * per ómnia sǽcula sæculórum.
O God, for Whose glory the noble Bishop Stanislaw fell by the swords of sinful men, grant, we beseech thee, that all whosoever ask his help, may find such answer to their petition as may profit them to the everlasting salvation of their souls.
Through Jesus Christ, thy Son our Lord, Who liveth and reigneth with thee, in the unity of the Holy Ghost, God, world without end.