III. classis
Tempora: Feria V infra Hebdomadam II post Epiphaniam
Make a joyful noise * before the Lord our King.
Sing ye to the Lord a new canticle: * because he hath done wonderful things.
His right hand hath wrought for him salvation, * and his arm is holy.
The Lord hath made known his salvation: * he hath revealed his justice in the sight of the Gentiles.
He hath remembered his mercy * and his truth toward the house of Israel.
All the ends of the earth have seen * the salvation of our God.
Sing joyfully to God, all the earth; * make melody, rejoice and sing.
Sing praise to the Lord on the harp, on the harp, and with the voice of a psalm: * with long trumpets, and sound of cornet.
Make a joyful noise before the Lord our king: * let the sea be moved and the fulness thereof: the world and they that dwell therein.
The rivers shall clap their hands, the mountains shall rejoice together at the presence of the Lord: * because he cometh to judge the earth.
He shall judge the world with justice, * and the people with equity.
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.
Make a joyful noise * before the Lord our King.
Lord, * thou hast been our refuge. ‡
Quæ non repetitur in Psalmo
Lord, thou hast been our refuge * from generation to generation.
Before the mountains were made, or the earth and the world was formed; * from eternity and to eternity thou art God.
Turn not man away to be brought low: * and thou hast said: Be converted, O ye sons of men.
For a thousand years in thy sight * are as yesterday, which is past.
And as a watch in the night, * things that are counted nothing, shall their years be.
In the morning man shall grow up like grass; in the morning he shall flourish and pass away: * in the evening he shall fall, grow dry, and wither.
For in thy wrath we have fainted away: * and are troubled in thy indignation.
Thou hast set our iniquities before thy eyes: * our life in the light of thy countenance.
For all our days are spent; * and in thy wrath we have fainted away.
Our years shall be considered as a spider: * the days of our years in them are threescore and ten years.
But if in the strong they be fourscore years: * and what is more of them is labour and sorrow.
For mildness is come upon us: * and we shall be corrected.
Who knoweth the power of thy anger, * and for thy fear can number thy wrath?
So make thy right hand known: * and men learned in heart, in wisdom.
Return, O Lord, how long? * and be entreated in favour of thy servants.
We are filled in the morning with thy mercy: * and we have rejoiced, and are delighted all our days.
We have rejoiced for the days in which thou hast humbled us: * for the years in which we have seen evils.
Look upon thy servants and upon their works: * and direct their children.
And let the brightness of the Lord our God be upon us: and direct thou the works of our hands over us; * yea, the work of our hands do thou direct.
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.
Lord, * thou hast been our refuge. ‡
O Lord, * thy mercy is in heaven.
The unjust hath said within himself, that he would sin: * there is no fear of God before his eyes.
For in his sight he hath done deceitfully, * that his iniquity may be found unto hatred.
The words of his mouth are iniquity and guile: * he would not understand that he might do well.
He hath devised iniquity on his bed, * he hath set himself on every way that is not good: but evil he hath not hated.
O Lord, thy mercy is in heaven, * and thy truth reacheth even to the clouds.
Thy justice is as the mountains of God, * thy judgments are a great deep.
Men and beasts thou wilt preserve, O Lord: * O how hast thou multiplied thy mercy, O God!
But the children of men * shall put their trust under the covert of thy wings.
They shall be inebriated with the plenty of thy house; * and thou shalt make them drink of the torrent of thy pleasure.
For with thee is the fountain of life; * and in thy light we shall see light.
Extend thy mercy to them that know thee, * and thy justice to them that are right in heart.
Let not the foot of pride come to me, * and let not the hand of the sinner move me.
There the workers of iniquity are fallen, * they are cast out, and could not stand.
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.
O Lord, * thy mercy is in heaven.
My people, * said the Lord, shall be filled with good things.
Hear the word of the Lord, O ye nations, * and declare it in the islands that are afar off,
And say: He that scattered Israel will gather him: * and he will keep him as the shepherd doth his flock.
For the Lord hath redeemed Jacob, * and delivered him out of the hand of one that was mightier than he.
And they shall come, and shall give praise in mount Sion: * and they shall flow together to the good things of the Lord,
For the corn, and wine, and oil, * and the increase of cattle and herds,
And their soul shall be as a watered garden, * and they shall be hungry no more.
Then shall the virgin rejoice in the dance, * the young men and old men together:
And I will turn their mourning into joy, * and will comfort them, and make them joyful after their sorrow.
And I will fill the soul of the priests with fatness: * and my people shall be filled with my good things.
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.
My people, * said the Lord, shall be filled with good things.
To our God * be joyful and fitting praise.
Praise ye the Lord, because psalm is good: * to our God be joyful and comely praise.
The Lord buildeth up Jerusalem: * he will gather together the dispersed of Israel
Who healeth the broken of heart, * and bindeth up their bruises.
Who telleth the number of the stars: * and calleth them all by their names.
Great is our Lord, and great is his power: * and of his wisdom there is no number.
The Lord lifteth up the meek, * and bringeth the wicked down even to the ground.
Sing ye to the Lord with praise: * sing to our God upon the harp.
Who covereth the heaven with clouds, * and prepareth rain for the earth.
Who maketh grass to grow on the mountains, * and herbs for the service of men.
Who giveth to beasts their food: * and to the young ravens that call upon him.
He shall not delight in the strength of the horse: * nor take pleasure in the legs of a man.
The Lord taketh pleasure in them that fear him: * and in them that hope in his mercy.
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.
To our God * be joyful and fitting praise.
Iustórum ánimæ in manu Dei sunt, † et non tanget illos torméntum mortis. * Visi sunt óculis insipiéntium mori: illi autem sunt in pace.
But the souls of the just are in the hand of God, and the torment of death shall not touch them. In the sight of the unwise they seemed to die, but they are in peace.
1. O glorious King of martyr hosts, Thou crown that each confessor boasts, Who leadest to celestial day Those who have cast earth's joys away: 2. Thine ear in mercy, Saviour, lend, While unto thee our prayers ascend; And as we count their triumphs won, Forgive the sins that we have done. 3. Martyrs in thee their triumphs gain, From thee confessors grace obtain; O'ercome in us the lust of sin, That we thy pardoning love may win. 4. To thee who, dead, again dost live, All glory, Lord, thy people give; All glory, as is ever meet, To Father and to Paraclete. Amen.
Even the very hairs of your head are all numbered: * fear not therefore; ye are of more value than many sparrows.
Blessed be the Lord + God of Israel; * because he hath visited and wrought the redemption of his people:
And hath raised up an horn of salvation to us, * in the house of David his servant:
As he spoke by the mouth of his holy Prophets, * who are from the beginning:
Salvation from our enemies, * and from the hand of all that hate us:
To perform mercy to our fathers, * and to remember his holy testament,
The oath, which he swore to Abraham our father, * that he would grant to us,
That being delivered from the hand of our enemies, * we may serve him without fear,
In holiness and justice before him, * all our days.
And thou, child, shalt be called the prophet of the Highest: * for thou shalt go before the face of the Lord to prepare his ways:
To give knowledge of salvation to his people, * unto the remission of their sins:
Through the bowels of the mercy of our God, * in which the Orient from on high hath visited us:
To enlighten them that sit in darkness, and in the shadow of death: * to direct our feet into the way of peace.
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.
Even the very hairs of your head are all numbered: * fear not therefore; ye are of more value than many sparrows.
Orémus.
Adésto, Dómine, supplicatiónibus nostris: † ut, qui ex iniquitáte nostra reos nos esse cognóscimus, beatórum Mártyrum tuórum Vincéntii et Anastásii intercessióne liberémur.
Per Dóminum nostrum Iesum Christum, Fílium tuum: † qui tecum vivit et regnat in unitáte Spíritus Sancti, Deus, * per ómnia sǽcula sæculórum.
Let thy merciful ears, O Lord, be open unto our prayers, and whereas we do feel ourselves burdened by the guilt of our sins, do Thou graciously relieve us at the petition of thy blessed Martyrs, Vincent and Anastasius.
Through Jesus Christ, thy Son our Lord, Who liveth and reigneth with thee, in the unity of the Holy Ghost, God, world without end.