Little Office of The Passion/Lauds

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LAUDS

P. Incline unto mine aid, O God.

F. O Lord, make haste to help me.

P. Glory be to the Father and to the Son and to the Holy Ghost.

F. As it was in the beginning, is now, and ever shall be world without end. Amen. Praise be to thee, O Lord, King of eternal glory.

Antiphon

P. Reproaches and terrors have I suffered at their hands; and the Lord is with me as a mighty warrior.

Psalm XII

How long, O Lord, wilt thou forget me unto the end? * how long dost thou turn away thy face from me?

How long shall I take counsels in my soul, * sorrow in my heart all the day?

How long shall my enemy be exalted over me? * Consider, and hear me, O Lord my God.

Enlighten my eyes that I never sleep in death: * lest at any time my enemy say: I have prevailed against him.

They that trouble me will rejoice when I am moved: * but I have trusted in thy mercy.

My heart shall rejoice in thy salvation: I will sing to the Lord, who giveth me good things: * yea I will sing to the name of the Lord the most High.

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.

Antiphon

P. Reproaches and terrors have I suffered at their hands; and the Lord is with me as a mighty warrior.

Little Chapter
(Lamentations IV, 20)

P. The breath of our mouth, Christ the Lord, is taken in our sins, to whom we said: Under thy shadow we shall live among the Gentiles.

F. Thanks be to God.

Hymn

Now let us all with one accord
To Christ our Captain anthems raise,
Whose conquering cross our life restored,—
Let heaven resound with songs of praise.

O may thy dreadful agony
With true contrition rend our breast,
And make us ever seek for thee,
O Jesus, our Redeemer blest.

Those blissful scars which Jesus bore,
The spitting, scourging, buffeting,
To us have won for evermore
The eternal gifts of Christ our King.

Let not thy Blood be shed in vain
But to our hearts its power apply,
And wash them clean from every stain,
Creator of the starry sky.

The gifts which from thy Passion flow
Grant us, O Savior, of thy grace,
And in thy faithfulness bestow
The heavenly vision of thy face.

To Christ, the Lord of Majesty,
Betrayed and sold to set us free,
Who suffered on the cruel tree,
Be praise and honor endlessly. Amen.

P. He gave his cheek to him that struck him.

F. He was filled with reproaches.

Antiphon

P. God spared not his own Son, but delivered him up for all.

Canticle of Zachary

(St. Luke I, 68–80)

Blessed be the Lord God of Israel: * because he hath visited and wrought the redemption of his people:

And hath raised up a 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.

Antiphon

P. God spared not even his own Son, but delivered him up for all.

P. Lord, have mercy on us.

F. Christ, have mercy on us.

P. Lord, have mercy on us.


LET US PRAY


P. O Lord Jesus Christ, who, at the hour of matins, didst will to be betrayed, captured, bound, scourged, buffeted and spit upon for the salvation of mankind: we beseech thee, make us to receive reproaches and injuries with joy for the glory of thy name, and so to keep the memory of thy most holy Passion ever in mind, that we may deserve to be made partakers in thy Resurrection. Who livest and reignest world without end.

F. Amen.