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Lord, thou hast proved me, and known me: * thou hast known my sitting down, and my rising up.
Thou hast understood my thoughts afar off: * my path and my life thou hast searched out.
And thou hast foreseen all my ways: * for there is no speech on my tongue.
Behold, O Lord, thou hast known all things, the last and those of old: * thou hast formed me, and hast laid thy hand upon me.
Thy knowledge is become wonderful to me: * it is high, and I cannot reach to it.
Whither shall I go from thy spirit? * or whither shall I flee from thy face?
If I ascend into heaven, thou art there: * if I descend into hell, thou art present.
If I take my wings early in the morning, * and dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea:
Even there also shall thy hand lead me: * and thy right hand shall hold me.
And I said: Perhaps darkness shall cover me: * and night shall be my light in my pleasures.
But darkness shall not be dark to thee, and night shall be light as the day: * the darkness thereof, and the light thereof are alike to thee.
For thou hast possessed my reins: * thou hast protected me from my mother’s womb.
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 praise thee, for thou art fearfully magnified: * wonderful are thy works, and my soul knoweth right well.
My bone is not hidden from thee, which thou hast made in secret: * and my substance in the lower parts of the earth.
Thy eyes did see my imperfect being, and in thy book all shall be written: * days shall be formed, and no one in them.
But to me thy friends, O God, are made exceedingly honourable: * their principality is exceedingly strengthened.
I will number them, and they shall be multiplied above the sand: * I rose up and am still with thee.
If thou wilt kill the wicked, O God: * ye men of blood, depart from me:
Because you say in thought: * They shall receive thy cities in vain.
Have I not hated them, O Lord, that hated thee: * and pined away because of thy enemies?
I have hated them with a perfect hatred: * and they are become enemies to me.
Prove me, O God, and know my heart: * examine me, and know my paths.
And see if there be in me the way of iniquity: * and lead me in the eternal way.
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.
Deliver me, O Lord, from the evil man: * rescue me from the unjust man.
Who have devised iniquities in their hearts: * all the day long they designed battles.
They have sharpened their tongues like a serpent: * the venom of asps is under their lips.
Keep me, O Lord, from the hand of the wicked: * and from unjust men deliver me.
Who have proposed to supplant my steps: * the proud have hidden a net for me.
And they have stretched out cords for a snare: * they have laid for me a stumbling block by the wayside.
I said to the Lord: Thou art my God: * hear, O Lord, the voice of my supplication.
O Lord, Lord, the strength of my salvation: * thou hast overshadowed my head in the day of battle.
Give me not up, O Lord, from my desire to the wicked: * they have plotted against me; do not thou forsake me, lest they should triumph.
The head of them compassing me about: * the labour of their lips shall overwhelm them.
Burning coals shall fall upon them; thou wilt cast them down into the fire: * in miseries they shall not be able to stand.
A man full of tongue shall not be established in the earth: * evil shall catch the unjust man unto destruction.
I know that the Lord will do justice to the needy, * and will revenge the poor.
But as for the just, they shall give glory to thy name: * and the upright shall dwell with thy countenance.
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 have cried to thee, O Lord, hear me: * hearken to my voice, when I cry to thee.
Let my prayer be directed as incense in thy sight; * the lifting up of my hands, as evening sacrifice.
Set a watch, O Lord, before my mouth: * and a door round about my lips.
Incline not my heart to evil words; * to make excuses in sins.
With men that work iniquity: * and I will not communicate with the choicest of them.
The just man shall correct me in mercy, and shall reprove me: * but let not the oil of the sinner fatten my head.
For my prayer also shall still be against the things with which they are well pleased: * their judges falling upon the rock have been swallowed up.
They shall hear my words, for they have prevailed: * as when the thickness of the earth is broken up upon the ground.
Our bones are scattered by the side of hell. * But to thee, O Lord, Lord, are my eyes: in thee have I put my trust, take not away my soul.
Keep me from the snare, which they have laid for me, * and from the stumbling blocks of them that work iniquity.
The wicked shall fall in his net: * I am alone until I pass.
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 cried to the Lord with my voice: * with my voice I made supplication to the Lord.
In his sight I pour out my prayer, * and before him I declare my trouble:
When my spirit failed me, * then thou knewest my paths.
In this way wherein I walked, * they have hidden a snare for me.
I looked on my right hand, and beheld, * and there was no one that would know me.
Flight hath failed me: * and there is no one that hath regard to my soul.
I cried to thee, O Lord: * I said: Thou art my hope, my portion in the land of the living.
Attend to my supplication: * for I am brought very low.
Deliver me from my persecutors; * for they are stronger than I.
Bring my soul out of prison, that I may praise thy name: * the just wait for me, until thou reward 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.
Christus resúrgens ex mórtuis iam non móritur, † mors illi ultra non dominábitur. * Quod enim mórtuus est peccáto, mórtuus est semel: quod autem vivit, vivit Deo.
Knowing that Christ rising again from the dead, dieth now no more, death shall no more have dominion over him. For in that he died to sin, he died once; but in that he liveth, he liveth unto God.
1. At the Lamb’s high feast we sing Praise to our victorious King, Who hath washed us in the tide Flowing from his piercèd side. 2. Praise we him whose love divine Gives the guests his blood for wine, Gives his body for the feast, Love the victim, love the priest. 3. Where the paschal blood is poured, Death’s dark angel sheathes his sword; Israel’s hosts triumphant go Through the wave that drowns the foe. 4. Christ, the Lamb whose blood was shed, Paschal victim, paschal bread; With sincerity and love Eat we manna from above. 5. Mighty victim from the sky, Powers of hell beneath thee lie; Death is conquered in the fight; Thou hast brought us life and light. 6. Now thy banner thou dost wave; Vanquished Satan and the grave; Angels join his praise to tell — See o’erthrown the prince of hell. 7. Paschal triumph, paschal joy, Only sin can this destroy; From the death of sin set free, Souls re-born, dear Lord, in Thee. 8. Hymns of glory, songs of praise, Father, unto thee we raise; Risen Lord, all praise to thee, Ever with the Spirit be. Amen.
I go My way to Him That sent Me, * but because I have said this to you, sadness has filled your hearts, alleluia.
1. My soul + * doth magnify the Lord. 2. And my spirit hath rejoiced * in God my Saviour.
Because he hath regarded the humility of his handmaid; * for behold from henceforth all generations shall call me blessed.
Because he that is mighty, hath done great things to me; * and holy is his name.
And his mercy is from generation unto generations, * to them that fear him.
He hath shewed might in his arm: * he hath scattered the proud in the conceit of their heart.
He hath put down the mighty from their seat, * and hath exalted the humble.
He hath filled the hungry with good things; * and the rich he hath sent empty away.
He hath received Israel his servant, * being mindful of his mercy:
As he spoke to our fathers, * to Abraham and to his seed for ever.
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 go My way to Him That sent Me, * but because I have said this to you, sadness has filled your hearts, alleluia.
Orémus.
Deus, qui fidélium mentes uníus éfficis voluntátis: † da pópulis tuis id amáre quod prǽcipis, id desideráre quod promíttis; * ut inter mundánas varietátes ibi nostra fixa sint corda, ubi vera sunt gáudia.
Per Dóminum nostrum Iesum Christum, Fílium tuum: † qui tecum vivit et regnat in unitáte Spíritus Sancti, Deus, * per ómnia sǽcula sæculórum.
O God, of Whom it cometh that the minds of thy faithful people be all of one will, grant unto the same thy people that they may love the thing which Thou commandest, and desire that which Thou dost promise, that so, amid the sundry and manifold changes of the world, our hearts may surely there be fixed, where true joys are to be found.
Through Jesus Christ, thy Son our Lord, Who liveth and reigneth with thee, in the unity of the Holy Ghost, God, world without end.