If the spotless Son of God and His sinless Mother could willingly endure such suffering and grief for our sakes, how cheerful should we bear our own little trials and burdens. Let us pray . . . .
Litany of the Most Holy Name of Jesus
Stabat Mater - See Bottom
Stabat Mater - See Bottom
Lord have mercy on us.
Christ have mercy on us!
Lord have mercy on us.
Jesus hear us.
Jesus graciously hear us!
God the Father of heaven,
Have mercy on us.
God the Son, Redeemer of the world,
Have mercy on us.
God the Holy Ghost,
Have mercy on us.
Holy Trinity, One God,
Have mercy on us.
Jesus, Son of the living God,
Have mercy on us.
Jesus, splendor of the Father,
Have mercy on us.
Jesus, brightness of eternal light,
Have mercy on us.
Jesus, King of glory,
Have mercy on us.
Jesus, the Son of Justice,
Have mercy on us.
Jesus, Son of the Virgin Mary,
Have mercy on us.
Jesus, most amiable,
Have mercy on us.
Jesus, most admirable,
Have mercy on us.
Jesus, the mighty God,
Have mercy on us
Jesus, Father of the world to come,
Have mercy on us.
Jesus, Angel of the great council,
Have mercy on us.
Jesus, most powerful,
Have mercy on us.
Jesus most patient,
Have mercy on us.
Jesus, most obedient,
Have mercy on us.
Jesus meek and humble of heart,
Have mercy on us.
Jesus, lover of chastity,
Have mercy on us.
Jesus, lover of mankind,
Have mercy on us.
Jesus, God of peace,
Have mercy on us.
Jesus, Author of life,
Have mercy on us.
Jesus, Model of virtues,
Have mercy on us.
Jesus, zealous for souls,
Have mercy on us.
Jesus, our God,
Have mercy on us.
Jesus, our refuge,
Have mercy on us.
Jesus, Father of the poor,
Have mercy on us.
Jesus, treasure of the faithful,
Have mercy on us.
Jesus, good shepherd,
Have mercy on us.
Jesus, true light,
Have mercy on us.
Jesus, eternal wisdom,
Have mercy on us.
Jesus, infinite goodness,
Have mercy on us.
Jesus, our way and our life,
Have mercy on us.
Jesus, joy of the angels,
Have mercy on us.
Jesus, King of the patriarchs,
Have mercy on us.
Jesus, Master of the apostles,
Have mercy on us.
Jesus, Teacher of the evangelists,
Have mercy on us.
Jesus, strength of the martyrs,
Have mercy on us.
Jesus, light of confessors,
Have mercy on us.
Jesus, purity of virgins,
Have mercy on us.
Jesus, crown of all saints,
Have mercy on us
Be merciful, Spare us, O Jesus!
From all evil,,
Jesus, deliver us.
From all sin,
Jesus, deliver us.
From thy wrath,
Jesus, deliver us.
From the snares of the devil,
Jesus, deliver us.
From the spirit of fornication,
Jesus, deliver us.
From everlasting death,
Jesus, deliver us.
From neglect of thy inspirations,
Jesus, deliver us.
Through the mystery of Thy Holy Incarnation,
Jesus, deliver us.
Through Thy nativity,
Jesus, deliver us.
Through Thy infancy,
Jesus, deliver us.
Through Thy most divine life,
Jesus, deliver us.
Through Thy labors,
Jesus, deliver us.
Through Thy agony and passion,
Jesus, deliver us.
Through Thy cross and dereliction,
Jesus, deliver us.
Through Thy weariness and faintness,
Jesus, deliver us.
Through Thy death and burial,
Jesus deliver us.
Through Thy resurrection,
Jesus, deliver us.
Through Thy ascension,
Jesus, deliver us.
Through Thy joys,
Jesus deliver us.
Through Thy glory,
Jesus deliver us.
Lamb of God, Who takes away the sins of the world,
Spare us, O Jesus!
Lamb of God, Who takes away the sins of the world,
Graciously hear us, O Jesus!
Lamb of God, Who takes away the sins of the world,
Have mercy on us, O Jesus!
Jesus hear us.
Jesus Graciously hear us!
LET US PRAY
O Lord Jesus Christ, Who hast said, "Ask, and ye shall receive; seek, and ye shall find; knock, and it shall be opened unto you," grant, we beseech Thee, to us who ask the gift of Thy divine love that we may love Thee with our whole heart, in word and work, and never cease from showing forth Thy praise.
Grant, O Lord, that we may have a perpetual fear and love of Thy holy name for thou never failest to direct and govern those whom Thou instructs in Thy true and solid love.
Through Our Lord, Jesus Christ. Amen.
STABAT MATER
A medieval Latin hymn on the suffering of the Virgin Mary at the Crucifixion.
Mater Dolorosa stood,
Weeping sore beside the Rood,
Whilst on it hung her Son.
Tender moanings told the smart,
Told the anguish of her heart
Through which a sword was run.
Oh! How doleful and distressed
Was that maiden-mother blest
Of sole-begotten One.
Vast and deep was her lament.
Keen her grief with anguish blent,
To see her Son's distress.
Who's the man, with feeling true,
That with tearless eyes could view
Christ's mother in such stress?
Who could see that mother mild
Grieving for her peerless Child,
And not with pity mourn?
For the sins of his own race
She saw Jesus in disgrace,
And with the scourges torn.
She beheld her only-born
Die forsaken―all forlorn―
Whilst yielding up His soul.
Mother! Fount of love divine.
Make me feel that grief of thine;
With thee let me condole.
Make my heart with fervor glow,
Make me in Christ's favor grow,
And in His love abide.
Mother dear! This boon I crave;
Deeply in my heart engrave
His wounds―the Crucified.
Let me share in thy Son's pains
Who by wounds and torments designs
To prove His love for me.
Let Me grieve with thee yet more,
And the Crucified deplore
As long as life shall be.
Near the Cross and by thy side
Willing would I still abide
A sharer in thy woe.
Virgin Queen of virgin train,
Look not on me with disdain,
But bid my tears to flow.
Let me in Christ's passions share,
Close His death about me bear,
And in His sweet wounds dwell.
With His bruises make me sore,
With His Cross and crimson gore
Inebriate me well.
Screen me, Virgin, judgement-day,
Let me not be cast away,
To feed the flames of hell.
Lord! When hence I must repair,
Through Thy mother let me bear
The palm of victory.
When this body turns to earth,
Bid my soul renew its birth,
In Paradise with Thee. Amen.
P. Pray for us, most Sorrowful Virgin.
R. That we may be made worthy of the promises of Christ.
Oh! How doleful and distressed
Was that maiden-mother blest
Of sole-begotten One.
Vast and deep was her lament.
Keen her grief with anguish blent,
To see her Son's distress.
Who's the man, with feeling true,
That with tearless eyes could view
Christ's mother in such stress?
Who could see that mother mild
Grieving for her peerless Child,
And not with pity mourn?
For the sins of his own race
She saw Jesus in disgrace,
And with the scourges torn.
She beheld her only-born
Die forsaken―all forlorn―
Whilst yielding up His soul.
Mother! Fount of love divine.
Make me feel that grief of thine;
With thee let me condole.
Make my heart with fervor glow,
Make me in Christ's favor grow,
And in His love abide.
Mother dear! This boon I crave;
Deeply in my heart engrave
His wounds―the Crucified.
Let me share in thy Son's pains
Who by wounds and torments designs
To prove His love for me.
Let Me grieve with thee yet more,
And the Crucified deplore
As long as life shall be.
Near the Cross and by thy side
Willing would I still abide
A sharer in thy woe.
Virgin Queen of virgin train,
Look not on me with disdain,
But bid my tears to flow.
Let me in Christ's passions share,
Close His death about me bear,
And in His sweet wounds dwell.
With His bruises make me sore,
With His Cross and crimson gore
Inebriate me well.
Screen me, Virgin, judgement-day,
Let me not be cast away,
To feed the flames of hell.
Lord! When hence I must repair,
Through Thy mother let me bear
The palm of victory.
When this body turns to earth,
Bid my soul renew its birth,
In Paradise with Thee. Amen.
P. Pray for us, most Sorrowful Virgin.
R. That we may be made worthy of the promises of Christ.
LET US PRAY
Grant, we beseech Thee, O Lord Jesus Christ, that the most blessed Virgin Mary, Thy Mother, may intercede for us before the throne of Thy mercy now and at the hour of our death; through whose most holy soul in the hour of Thine Own passion the sword of sorrow passed. Through Thee, Jesus Christ, Saviour of the world, who livest and reignest with the Father and the Holy Ghost forever and ever. Amen.
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