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Sine tuo numine,

Nihil est in homine,

Nihil est innoxium.

Lava quod est sordidum,

Riga quod est aridum,

Sana quod est saucium.

Flecte quod est rigidum, Fove quod est frigidum,

Rege quod est devium.

Da tuis fidelibus,

In te confitentibus,

Sacrum septenarium.

Da virtutis meritum,

Da salutis exitum,

Da perenne gaudium.
Amen.

Without thy Godhead nothing can Have any price or worth in man:

Nothing can harmless

be.

Lord, wash our sinful stains away,

Water from heav'n our barren clay,

Our wounds and bruises heal.

To thy sweet yoke our stiff necks bow, Warm with thy fire our hearts of snow, Our wand'ring feet repeal.

O grant thy faithful, dearest Lord, Whose only hope is thy sure word,

The seven gifts of thy spirit.

Grant us in life t'obey

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For the ASSUMPTION of the B. Virgin.

V. Exaltata est sancta Dei genitrix.

R. Super chorus angeorum ad cœlestia regna.

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V. The holy Mother of Christ is exalted.

R. To the celestial kingdoms above the choirs of angels.

Hymn for the Feast of the Sacred Heart.

COR, ARCA.

COR, Arca legem conti

nens

Non servitutis veteris,

Sed gratiæ, sed veniæ,

Sed et misericordiæ.

Te vulneratum caritas

Ictu patenti voluit,
Amoris invisibilis

Ut veneremur vulnera.

Quis non amantem redamet? Quis non redemptus diligat,

Et Corde in isto feligat

Æterna tabernacula ?

Decus Parenti et Filio,

Sanctoque sit Spiritui,

Quibus potestas gloria,

Regnumque in omne est sæculum.

V. Haurietis aquas in gaudio. Alleluia.

O SACRED Ark, bless'd heart of Jesus meek! In thee the law of grace,

of peace, we seek. More holy far, than Ark that did contain A law of rigour, slavery, and pain.

For mortal's woes thy loving heart hath bled,

For sinner's wounds its healing influence shed. Thy Father's glory hath thy heart all fir'd, To justice, love, a sacrifice expir'd.

Who shall refuse to thee

the debt of love? Who that's redeem'd but shall look above, To find in thy bless'd

heart a place of rest From earthly cares, amid the just, the bless'd? Glory and praise to the Father, and the Son, To the Holy Ghost, to the Three in One. To whom may power, honour, ever be, On earth, in heaven, thro' all eternity. Amen. V. You shall draw wa ters with joy. Alleluia.

R. De fontibus Salva

Loris. Alleluia.

R. Out of the Saviour's fountains. Alleluia.

The Thanksgiving HYMN, TE DEUM.

Te Deum laudamus: Te Dominum confitemur.
Té æternum Patrem omnis terra veneratur.

Tibi omnes angeli, tibi cœli et universæ potestates,
Tibi cherubim et seraphim, incessabili voce proclamant
Sanctus, Sanctus, Sanctus, Dominus Deus Sabaoth,
Pleni sunt cœli et terra majestate gloriæ tuæ.
Te gloriosus Apostolorum chorus;

Te Prophetarum laudabilis numerus;
Te Martyrum candidatus laudat exercitus.

Te per orbem terrarum, sancta confitetur ecclesia,
Patrem immensæ majestatis:

Venerandum tuum verum, et unicum Filium;
Sanctum quoque Paraclitum Spiritum.

Tu Rex gloriæ Christe:

Tu Patris, Sempiternus es Filius.

Tu ad liberandum suscepturus hominem, non horruisti virginis uterum:

Tu devicto mortis aculeo, aperuisti credentibus regna cœlorum.

Tu ad dextram Dei sedes: in gloria Patris.
Judex crederis esse venturus:

Te ergo, quæsumus, tuis famulis subveni, quos pre tioso sanguine redemisti.

Æterna fac cum sanctis tuis in gloria numerari. Salvum fac populum tuum, Domine : et benedic hæreditati tuæ.

Et rege eos, et extolle illos usque in æternum.
Per singulos dies benedicimus te.

Et laudamus nomen tuum in sæculum : et in sæculum

sæculi.

Dignare Domine, die isto: sine peccato nos custodire. Miserere nostri, Domine: miserere nosu...

Fiat misericordia tua, Domine, super nos, quemadmodum speravimus in te.

In te Domine speravi: non confundar in æternum.

V. Benedicamus Patrem et Filium, cum Sancto

Spiritu.

R. Laudemus et superexaltemus eum in sæcula

Paraphrastical Translation of TE DEUM.
THEE, Sovereign God, our grateful accents praise,
We own thee Lord, and bless thy wondrous ways.
To thee, Eternal Father, earth's whole frame,
With loudest trumpets sounds immortal fame.
Lord God of Hosts! to thee the heavenly powers,
With sounding anthems fill thy vaulted towers.
The cherubim thrice Holy, Holy, Holy, zry:
Thrice Holy all the seraphim reply,

And thrice returning echoes, endless songs supply.
Both heaven and earth thy Majesty display;
They owe their beauty to thy glorious ray.
Thy praises fill the loud Apostles' choir:
The train of prophets in the song conspire.
Legions of martyrs in the chorus shine
And vocal blood with vocal music join.
By these thy Church, inspir'd with heavenly art,
Around the world maintains a second part;
And tunes her sweetest notes, O God, to thee,
The Father of unbounded majesty ;

The Son, ador'd copartner of thy seat,
And equal everlasting Paraclete.

Thou King of Glory, Christ of the Most High,
Thou co-eternal filial Deity:

Thou, who, to save the world's impending doom,
Vouchsaf'dst to dwell within a virgin's womb :
Old tyrant Death disarm'd; before thee flew
The bolts of heaven, and back the foldings drew.
To give access, and make the faithful way;
From God's right hand thy filial beams display.
Thou art to judge the living and the dead:
Then spare those souls, for whom thy veins have bled
O take us up amongst the blest above,
To share with them thy everlasting love.
Preserve. O Lord, thy people, and enhance

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