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Chapter II: Appendix: Requiem Mass (Libera etc.) 270

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SUPPLEMENT--Mass of the Angels, Vespers B. V. M., 4 Antiphons B. V. M. (Simple tones), Missa Brevis for Unison, 2, 3 or 4, part Chorus

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No. 1

ADVENT

Hark! A Mystic Voice is Sounding En clara vox

Tr. Rev. E. Caswall Nicola A. Montani

Moderato

1. Hark! A mystic voice is sounding, "Christ is nigh," it seems to say. "Cast away the dreams of darkness, O ye children of the day." Startled at the solemn warning, Let the earth-bound soul arise; Christ, her Sun, all sloth dispelling, Shines upon the morning skies.

2. Lo! the lamb so long expected, Comes with pardon down from Heav'n, Let us haste, with tears of sorrow, One and all to be forgiv'n. So when next He comes with glory, Wrapping all the earth in fear, May He then as our Defender, On the clouds of Heav'n appear.

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No. 2

ADVENT

O Come, O Come, Emmanuel! Processional

Tr. Dr. J. M. Neale Traditional Melody "Veni, O Sapientiae"

Maestoso

1. O come, O come, Emmanuel, And ransom captive Israel, That mourns in lonely exile here, Until the Son of God appear.

Chorus Rejoice! Rejoice! O Israel! To thee shall come Emmanuel.

2. O come Thou Rod of Jesse, free Thine own from Satan's tyranny; From depths of hell thy people save, And give them vict'ry o'er the grave.

3. O come, Thou Day-Spring, come and cheer Our spirits by thine Advent here, Disperse the gloomy clouds of night, And death's dark shadows put to flight.

4. O come, O come, Thou Lord of Might, Who to Thy tribes on Sinai's height, In ancient times didst give the law, In cloud, and majesty and awe.

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No. 3

ADVENT

Behold! behold He cometh

Processional Translated from the Latin S. Webbe

Moderato

Behold! behold He cometh, Who doth salvation bring; Lift up your heads rejoicing, And welcome Zion's King; With Hymns of joy we praise the Lord, Hosanna to th' Incarnate Word!

Hosanna to the Saviour, Who came on Christmas morn, And, of a lowly Virgin, Was in a stable born; Emmanuel! Dear Jesus, come, Within Thy children make Thy home!

Yea, come in love and meekness, Our Saviour now to be; Come to be formed in us, And make us like to Thee, Before the Day of Wrath draw near, When as our Judge Thou shalt appear.

Soon shalt Thou sit in glory Upon the great White Throne, And punish all the wicked, And recompense Thine own; When ev'ry word and deed and thought To righteous judgement shall be brought.

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No. 4

CHRISTMAS

Ye faithful, with gladness Adeste Fideles

Traditional Melody Free translation by the Rt. Rev. Hugh T. Henry, Litt. D., L.L.D.

1. Ye faithful, with gladness, Banishing all sadness, O Come ye, O come ye to Bethlehem! See to us given Christ, the King of Heaven!

Chorus While angels hover o'er Him, And shepherds kneel before Him O Come, let us adore Him, Lord And King.

2. Dear Mary, His Mother, Give to us as Brother The Lord whom the angels are Worshipping: God the eternal Light of Light supernal!

3. Again sounding o'er us, Let the Angel chorus The anthem of gladness and Triumph sing: "Glory be given To the Lord of Heaven!"

4. Our voices no blending With their songs unending, All-joyful, dear Jesus, Thy Glory sing, Be our endeavor Thus to praise Thee ever!

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No. 5

CHRISTMAS

See, amid the winter's snow

Rev. E. Caswall Traditional Melody

Allegretto 1. See, amid the winter's snow, Born to us on earth below; See the tender lamb appears, Promised from eternal years.

Chorus Hail, thou ever blessed morn, Hail, Redemption's happy dawn! Sing through all Jerusalem, Christ is born in Bethlehem.

2. Lo, within a manger lies He who built the starry skies; He, who throned in heights sublime, Sits amid the Cherubim.

3. Sacred Infant all divine, What a tender love was Thine; Thus to come from highest bliss, Down to such a world as this.

4. Teach, oh teach us, holy Child, By Thy Face so meek and mild; Teach us to resemble Thee In Thy sweet humility.

5. Virgin Mother, Mary blest By the joys the fill thy breast, Pray for us, that we may prove Worthy of the Saviour's love.

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No. 6

CHRISTMAS

O Dear Little Children

Carol Translated by Sister Jeanne Marie Traditional Melody Arr. By N. A. M.

Moderato semplice

1. O dear little children, O come one and all, Draw near to the crib, here in Bethlehem's stall, And see what a bright ray of heaven's delight Our Father has sent on this thrice holy night.

2. O see in the crib low concealing His might, See here by the rays of the clear shining light, In cleanliest swaddle the Heavenly Child More beauteous than legions of hosts undefiled.

3. He lies there, O children, on hay and on straw Dear Mary and Joseph regard Him with awe, The shepherds, adoring, bow humbly in pray'r, Angelical choirs with song rend the air.

4. O children bend low and adore Him today, O lift up your hands like the shepherds and pray, Sing joyfully, children, with hearts full of love In jubilant song join the angels above.

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No. 7

CHRISTMAS

Angels we have heard on high

Bishop Chadwick Nicola. A. Montani

Allegro moderato

1. Angels we have heard on high, Sweetly singing o'er the plains, And the mountains in reply Echoing their joyous strains.

2. Shepherd, why this jubilee? Why your rapturous strains prolong? What may the gladsome tidings be Which inspire your heav'nly song?

3. Come to Bethlehem, and see Him Whose birth the angels sing; Come, adore on bended knee Christ the Lord, the newborn King.

4. See Him in a manger laid, Whom the choirs of angels praise Mary, Joseph, lend your aid, While our hearts in love we raise.

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No. 8

CHRISTMAS

The snow lay on the ground Old English Carol

Rev. Dr. Lingard Edv. Grieg Arr. By N. A. M.

Non troppo lento

1. The snow lay on the ground, the stars shone bright When Christ our Lord was born on Christmas night.

2. 'Twas Mary, daughter pure of holy Anne, That brought into this world the God made Man.

3. She laid Him in the stall at Bethlehem; The ass and oxen shared the roof with him.

4. Saint Joseph to was by, to tend the Child; To guard Him, and protect His Mother mild.

5. The angels hovered 'round, and sang this song; "Venite, adoremus Dominum."

6. And then that manger poor became a throne; For He whom Mary bore was God the Son.

7. O come then, let us join the heav'nly host, To praise the Father, Son and Holy Ghost.

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No. 9

CHRISTMAS

Stars of Glory

Carol Dr. Husenbeth S. Janowska

Slowly

1. Stars of glory, shine more brightly, Purer be the moonlight's beam, Glide, ye hours and moments, lightly, Swiftly down time's deepening stream; Bring the hour that banished sadness Brought redemption down to earth; When the shepherds heard with gladness Tidings of the Saviour's birth.

2. See a beauteous angel soaring In the bright celestial blaze, On the shepherds, low adoring Rest his mild effulgent rays; "Fear not," cries the heav'nly stranger, "Him Whom ancient seers foretold, Weeping in a lowly manger Shepherds, haste ye to behold."

3. See the shepherd quickly rising, Hast'ning to the humble stall, And the newborn Infant prizing, As the mighty Lord of all; Lowly now they bend before Him In His helpless infant state, Firmly faithful, they adore Him, And His greatness celebrate.

4. Hark! The swell of heav'nly voices Peals along the vaulted sky; Angels sing while earth rejoices "Glory to our God on high; Glory in the highest heaven, Peace to humble men on earth;" Joy to these and bliss is given In the great Redeemer's birth.

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No. 10

CHRISTMAS O Sing a joyous carol

Sister M. B. from "Alte Katholische geistliche Kirchengesang" (Koln, 1599)*

* Catholic melody incorrectly attributed to M. Praetorius

Joyously

1. O sing a joyful carol Unto the holy Child, And praise with gladsome voices His Mother undefiled. Our gladsome voices greeting Shall hail our Infant King And our sweet Lady listens When joyful voices sing.

2. Who is there meekly lying In yonder stable poor? Dear children, it is Jesus; He bids you now adore. Who is there kneeling by Him In Virgin beauty fair? It is our Mother Mary, She bids you all draw near.

3. Who is there near the cradle, That guards the holy Child? It is our father Joseph Chaste spouse of Mary mild. Dear children, oh, how joyful With them in Heav'n to be! God grant that none be missing From that festivity.

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No. 11

CHRISTMAS

Silent night, Holy night

Fr. Gruber
Arr. by Nicola A. Montani

Moderato

1. Silent night, holy night! Bethlehem sleeps yet what light Floats around the holy pair; Songs of Angels fill the air Strains of heavenly peace, Strains of heavenly peace.

2. Silent night, holy night! Shepherds first see the light, Hear the Alleluias ring Which the Angel chorus sing "Christ the Savior has come Christ the Savior has come!"

3. Silent night, holy night! Son of God! Oh, what light Radiates from Thy manger bed Over realms with darkness spread, Thou in Bethlehem born, Thou in Bethlehem born.

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No. 12

CHRISTMAS

A Virgin most pure, as the Prophets did tell Ancient Carol

Traditional Melody Arr. by N. A. M. Slowly

1. A Virgin most pure, as the Prophets did tell, Hath brought forth a Saviour, as it hath befell, To be our Redeemer from death, hell and sin, Which Adam's transgression had wrapped us in.

Chorus Rejoice and be merry, Set sorrow aside Jesus our Saviour was born on this tide.

2. In Bethlehem city in Jewry it was, Where Joseph and Mary together did pass, And there to be taxed with many one more. For Caesar commanded the same should be so.

3. But when they had entered the city so fair, A number of people so mighty was there That Mary and Joseph, whose substance was small, Could procure in the Inn no lodging at all.

4. Then they were constrained in a stable to lie, Where oxen and asses they used there to tie; Their lodging so simple they held it no scorn, But against the next morning a Saviour was born.

5. The King of glory to this world being brought Small store of fine linen to wrap him was sought; When Mary had swaddled her young Son so sweet, Within an ox manger she laid Him to sleep.

6. Then God sent an angel from heaven so high, To certain poor shepherds in fields where they lie, And charged them no longer in sorrow to stay, Because that our Saviour was born on this day.

7. Then presently after the shepherds did spy A number of angels appear in the sky; Who joyfully talked and sweetly did sing, "To God be all glory, our heavenly King."

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No. 13

CHRISTMAS

Hark! the Herald Host is singing

E. Humperdinck Joyously

1. Hark! The herald host is singing, Thro' the silent holy night, Tidings of great joy they're bringing, From yon starry azure height. And each heart is filled with gladness, At the message which they bring; "Christ is born, forget all sadness, Trust in Him, your Saviour King!"

2. And behold the stars bright glowing, Shed o'er earth their radiant light, While from Angels' lips are flowing Anthems thro' the holy night. Bright each window now is glowing, Lighted by the Christmas tree; And each cheek with joy is glowing, And each heart is filled with glee.

3. Soft the messengers from heaven Wing their flight from home to home; Bearing lessons God hath given Unto all the earth that roam. "Welcome, welcome Christmas evening Bringing peace and love to earth!" Show your gratitude, rejoicing, Christians in your Saviour's birth!

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No. 14

CHRISTMAS

Sleep, Holy Babe (For additional Christmas Hymns see Hymns Nos. 126 $ 127 and Latin Hymns).

Tr. Rev. E. Caswall Traditional Melody

Semplice

1. Sleep, Holy Babe, Upon Thy Mothers breast! Great Lord of earth and sea and sky, How sweet it is to see Thee lie In such a place of rest!

2. Sleep, Holy Babe, Thine Angels watch around; All bending low with folded wings Before th'Incarnate King of Kings, In rev'rent awe profound.

3. Sleep, Holy Babe, While I with Mary gaze In joy upon that Face awhile, Upon the loving Infant smile, Which there divinely plays.

4. Sleep, Holy Babe, O snatch Thy brief repose; Too quickly will Thy slumber break, And Thou to lengthened pains awake, That death alone shall close.

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No. 15

THE MOST HOLY NAME

O Jesus, Thou the beauty art Jesu, decus Angelicum

St. Bernard Tr. Rev. E. Caswall Nicola A. Montani

Andante religioso

1. O Jesus, Thou the beauty art Of Angel worlds above; Thy name is music to the heart Inflaming it with love Celestial sweetness unalloy'd Who eat Thee hunger still; Who drink of Thee still feel a void Which naught but Thee canst fill.

2. O my sweet Jesus, hear the sighs Which unto Thee I send; To Thee mine inmost spirit cries, My being's hope and end. Stay with us Lord, with Thy light Illume the soul's abyss; Dispel the darkness of the night And fill the world with bliss.

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No 16.

THE MOST HOLY NAME

To the Name that brings salvation Processional

Dr. J. M. Neale Nicola A. Montani

Moderato

1. To the Name that brings salvation, Honor, worship, let us pay Which for many a generation Hid in God's foreknowledge lay. But with holy exultation We may sing aloud today.

2. Name of gladness, Name of pleasure, By this tongue ineffable Name of sweetness passing measure To the ear delectable, 'Tis our safeguard and our treasure, 'Tis our help 'gainst sin and hell.

3. 'Tis the Name for adoration, 'Tis the Name of victory, 'Tis the Name for meditation In this vale of misery, 'Tis the Name for veneration By the citizens on high.

4. 'Tis the Name that whoso preaches Finds it music to the ear; Who in pray'r this Name beseeches Sweetest comfort findeth near; Who its perfect wisdom reacheth Heav'nly joy possesseth here.

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No. 17

THE MOST HOLY NAME

Jesus the very thought of Thee Jesu, dulcis memoria

St. Bernard Tr. Rev. E. Caswall Traditional Melody

Religioso

1. Jesus the very though of Thee, With sweetness fills my breast; But sweeter far Thy Face to see And in Thy presence rest.

2. Nor voice can sing, nor heart can frame Nor can the mem'ry find A sweeter sound than Thy blest Name, O Saviour of mankind.

3. O Hope of ev'ry contrite heart, O joy of all the meek, To those who fall, how kind Thou art, How good to those who seek.

4. Jesus, our only joy be Thou, As Thou our prize wilt be; O Jesus, be our glory now And through eternity.

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No. 18

LENT AND PASSIONTIDE

He Who once, in righteous vengeance Ira justa conditoris

(Feast of the Precious Blood)

Tr. Rev. E. Caswall J. Mohr Arr. by N. A. M.

Moderato

1. He who once, in righteous vengeance, Whelm'd the world beneath the flood, Once again in mercy cleansed it With the stream of His own Blood, Coming from His throne on high On the painful cross to die.

2. Blest with this all saving shower, Earth her beauty straight resumed; In the place of thorns and briers Myrtles sprang and roses bloom'd Bitter wormwood of the waste Into honey changed its taste.

3. When before the Judge we tremble, Conscious of his broken laws, May this Blood in that dread hour Cry aloud and plead our cause; Bid our guilty terrors cease, Be our pardon and our peace.

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No. 19

LENT AND PASSIONTIDE

"Man of Sorrows, wrapt in grief"

M. Bridges From a Slovak Hymnal Arr. by N. A. M.

Andante Mod

1. Man of sorrows, wrapt in grief, Bow Thine ear to our relief; Thou for us the path hast trod Of the dreadful wrath of God; Thou the cup of fire hast drained Till its light alone remained. Lamb of Love! We look to Thee; Hear our mournful litany.

2. By the garden, fraught with woe, Whither Thou full oft wouldst go; By Thine agony of prayer In the desolation there; By the dire and deep distress Of that myst'ry fathomless; Lord, our tears in mercy see; Hearken to our litany.

3. By the chalice brimming o'er With disgrace and torment sore; By those lips which fain would pray That it might but pass away; By the Heart which drank it dry, Lest a rebel race should die Be Thy pity, Lord our plea; Hear our solemn litany.

4. Man of Sorrows! Let Thy grief Purchase for us our relief; Lord of Mercy! Bow Thine ear, Slow to anger, swift to hear; By the Cross's royal road Lead us to the throne of God, There for aye to sing to Thee Heav'n's triumphant litany.

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No. 20

LENT AND PASSIONTIDE

By the blood that flowed from Thee Litany of the Passion

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