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Thursday 21 June 2018    (other days)
Saint Aloysius Gonzaga, Religious 
 (Thursday after the Third Sunday after Trinity)

Office of Readings

If this is the first Hour that you are reciting today, you should precede it with the Invitatory Psalm.


INTRODUCTION
Deus, in adiutórium meum inténde.
  Dómine, ad adiuvándum me festína.
Glória Patri et Fílio*
  et Spirítui Sancto.
Sicut erat in princípio et nunc et semper*
  et in sǽcula sæculórum.
Amen. Allelúia.
INTRODUCTION
O God, come to our aid.
  O Lord, make haste to help us.
Glory be to the Father and to the Son
  and to the Holy Spirit,
as it was in the beginning,
  is now, and ever shall be,
  world without end.
Amen. Alleluia.

Hymnus
Inclitos Christi fámulos canámus,
quos, fide claros nitidísque gestis,
hac die tellus sociáta cælo
láudibus ornat.
Quippe qui mites, húmiles, pudíci,
nésciam culpæ coluére vitam,
donec e terris ánimus volávit
liber ad astra.
Inde iam gaudent míseris adésse,
fléntium tergunt lácrimas, medéntur
méntium plagis, vitiáta reddunt
membra salúti.
Nostra laus ergo résonet benígnis
his Dei servis referátque grates,
qui pia pergant ope nos iuváre
rebus in arctis.
Sit Deo soli decus et potéstas,
laus in excélsis honor ac perénnis,
qui suis totum móderans gubérnat
légibus orbem. Amen.
Hymn
Eternal Father, through your Word
You gave new life to Adam’s race,
And call us now to live in light,
New creatures by your saving grace.
To you who stooped to all who sin
We render homage and give praise:
To Father, Son and Spirit blest
Whose loving gift is endless days.
Stanbrook Abbey Hymnal

Ps 88:39-46
Lamentatio de ruina domus David

Erexit cornu salutis nobis in domo David” (Lc 1, 69).

Intuére, Dómine, et réspice oppróbrium nostrum.
39Tu vero reppulísti et reiecísti,*
  irátus es contra christum tuum;
40evertísti testaméntum servi tui,*
  profanásti in terram diadéma eius.
41Destruxísti omnes muros eius,*
  posuísti munitiónes eius in ruínas.
42Diripuérunt eum omnes transeúntes viam,*
  factus est oppróbrium vicínis suis.
43Exaltásti déxteram depriméntium eum,*
  lætificásti omnes inimícos eius.
44Avertísti áciem gládii eius*
  et non es auxiliátus ei in bello.
45Finem posuísti splendóri eius*
  et sedem eius in terram collisísti.
46Minorásti dies iuventútis eius,*
  perfudísti eum confusióne.
Glória Patri et Fílio*
  et Spirítui Sancto.
Sicut erat in princípio et nunc et semper*
  et in sǽcula sæculórum.
Amen.
Intuére, Dómine, et réspice oppróbrium nostrum.
Psalm 88 (89)
A lament at the ruin of the house of David
Pay heed, Lord, and see how we are taunted.
But you have spurned and rejected him;
  you are enraged against your anointed.
You have repudiated the covenant of your servant,
  you have trampled his crown in the dust.
You have demolished his walls
  and laid his fortifications in ruins.
Anyone who passes can despoil him;
  he is a mockery among his neighbours.
You have strengthened the arm of those who oppress him,
  you have gladdened the hearts of his enemies.
You have turned back the sharp edge of his sword;
  you have deprived him of your help in battle.
You have put an end to his splendour,
  and cast his throne to the ground.
You have cut short the days of his youth;
  you have covered him from head to foot in shame.
Glory be to the Father and to the Son
  and to the Holy Spirit,
as it was in the beginning,
  is now, and ever shall be,
  world without end.
Amen.
Pay heed, Lord, and see how we are taunted.

Ps 88:47-53
Ego sum radix et genus David, stella spléndida et matutína.
47Usquequo, Dómine, abscondéris in finem,*
  exardéscet sicut ignis ira tua?
48Memoráre, quam brevis mea substántia.*
  Ad quam vanitátem creásti omnes fílios hóminum?
49Quis est homo, qui vivet et non vidébit mortem,*
  éruet ánimam suam de manu ínferi?
50Ubi sunt misericórdiæ tuæ antíquæ, Dómine,*
  sicut iurásti David in veritáte tua?
51Memor esto, Dómine, oppróbrii servórum tuórum,*
  quod contínui in sinu meo, multárum géntium,
52quo exprobravérunt inimíci tui, Dómine,*
  quo exprobravérunt vestígia christi tui.
53Benedíctus Dóminus in ætérnum.*
  Fiat, fiat.
Glória Patri et Fílio*
  et Spirítui Sancto.
Sicut erat in princípio et nunc et semper*
  et in sǽcula sæculórum.
Amen.
Ego sum radix et genus David, stella spléndida et matutína.
Psalm 88 (89)
I am the root and stock of David; I am the splendid morning star.
How long, O Lord, will you hide yourself? For ever?
  Will your anger always burn like fire?
Remember how short is my time.
  Was it truly so pointless, your creation of man?
Who is the man who can live and not die,
  who can save his life from the grasp of the underworld?
Where are the kindnesses you showed us of old?
  Where is the truth of your oath to David?
Remember, Lord, how your servants are taunted,
  the taunts I bear in my bosom, the taunts of the nations –
  the insults of your enemies, Lord,
  the insults that follow the steps of your anointed!
Glory be to the Father and to the Son
  and to the Holy Spirit,
as it was in the beginning,
  is now, and ever shall be,
  world without end.
Amen.
I am the root and stock of David; I am the splendid morning star.

Ps 89:1-17
Sit splendor Domini super nos

Unus dies apud Dominum sicut mille anni, et mille anni sicut dies unus” (2 Petr 3, 8).

Anni nostri sicut herba tránseunt: a sǽculo tu es, Deus.
1Dómine, refúgium factus es nobis*
  a generatióne in generatiónem.
2Priúsquam montes nasceréntur†
  aut gignerétur terra et orbis,*
  a sǽculo et usque in sǽculum tu es Deus.
3Redúcis hóminem in púlverem;*
  et dixísti: «Revertímini, fílii hóminum».
4Quóniam mille anni ante óculos tuos tamquam dies hestérna, quæ prætériit,*
  et custódia in nocte.
5Auferes eos, sómnium erunt:*
  6mane sicut herba succréscens,
mane floret et crescit,*
  véspere décidit et aréscit.
7Quia defécimus in ira tua*
  et in furóre tuo turbáti sumus.
8Posuísti iniquitátes nostras in conspéctu tuo,*
  occúlta nostra in illuminatióne vultus tui.
9Quóniam omnes dies nostri evanuérunt in ira tua,*
  consúmpsimus ut suspírium annos nostros.
10Dies annórum nostrórum sunt septuagínta anni*
  aut in valéntibus octogínta anni,
et maior pars eórum labor et dolor,*
  quóniam cito tránseunt, et avolámus.
11Quis novit potestátem iræ tuæ*
  et secúndum timórem tuum indignatiónem tuam?
12Dinumeráre dies nostros sic doce nos,*
  ut inducámus cor ad sapiéntiam.
13Convértere, Dómine, úsquequo?*
  Et deprecábilis esto super servos tuos.
14Reple nos mane misericórdia tua,*
  et exsultábimus et delectábimur ómnibus diébus nostris.
15Lætífica nos pro diébus, quibus nos humiliásti,*
  pro annis, quibus vídimus mala.
16Appáreat servis tuis opus tuum*
  et decor tuus fíliis eórum.
17Et sit splendor Dómini Dei nostri super nos,†
  et ópera mánuum nostrárum confírma super nos*
  et opus mánuum nostrárum confírma.
Glória Patri et Fílio*
  et Spirítui Sancto.
Sicut erat in princípio et nunc et semper*
  et in sǽcula sæculórum.
Amen.
Anni nostri sicut herba tránseunt: a sǽculo tu es, Deus.
Psalm 89 (90)
Let the Lord's glory shine upon us
Our years pass like grass; but you, God, are without beginning or end.
Lord, you have been our refuge
  from generation to generation.
Before the mountains were born,
  before earth and heaven were conceived,
  from all time to all time, you are God.
You turn men into dust,
  you say to them “go back, children of men.”
A thousand years in your sight
  are like yesterday, that has passed;
  like a short watch in the night.
When you take them away, they will be nothing but a dream;
  like the grass that sprouts in the morning:
in the morning it grows and flowers,
  in the evening it withers and dries.
For we are made weak by your anger,
  thrown into confusion by your wrath.
You have gazed upon our transgressions;
  the light of your face illuminates our secrets.
All our days vanish in your anger,
  we use up our years in a single breath.
Seventy years are what we have,
  or eighty for the stronger ones;
and most of that is labour and sadness –
  quickly they pass, and we are gone.
Who can comprehend the power of your wrath?
  Who can behold the violence of your anger?
Teach us to reckon our days like this,
  so that our hearts may be led at last to wisdom.
Turn to us, Lord, how long must we wait?
  Let your servants call on you and be answered.
Fill us with your kindness in the morning,
  and we shall rejoice and be glad all the days of our life.
Give us joy for as long as you afflicted us,
  for all the years when we suffered.
Let your servants see your great works,
  and let their children see your glory.
Let the glory of the Lord God be upon us:
  make firm the work of your hands.
  Make firm the work of your hands.
Glory be to the Father and to the Son
  and to the Holy Spirit,
as it was in the beginning,
  is now, and ever shall be,
  world without end.
Amen.
Our years pass like grass; but you, God, are without beginning or end.

℣. Dómine, apud te est fons vitæ.
℟. Et in lúmine tuo vidébimus lumen.
Lord, from you springs life;
in your light we shall see light.

Lectio prior
De libro Iúdicum 8, 22-23. 30-32; 9, 1-15. 19-20
Populus Dei regem instituere conatur
In diébus illis: 8,22Dixérunt viri Israel ad Gédeon. «Domináre nostri tu et fílius tuus et fílius fílii tui, quia liberásti nos de manu Mádian». 23Quibus ille ait: «Non dominábor vestri, nec dominábitur in vos fílius meus, sed dominábitur Dóminus».
  30Hábuit Gédeon septuagínta fílios, qui egréssi sunt de fémore eius, eo quod multas habéret uxóres. 31Concubína quoque illíus, quam habébat in Sichem, génuit ei fílium, cui ipse nomen impósuit Abímelech.
  32Mortuúsque est Gédeon fílius Ioas in senectúte bona et sepúltus est in sepúlcro Ioas patris sui in Ephra filiórum Abiézer.
  9,1Abiit autem Abímelech fílius Ieróbbaal in Sichem ad fratres matris suæ et locútus est ad eos et ad omnem cognatiónem famíliæ matris suæ dicens: 2«Loquímini ad omnes viros Sichem: “Quid vobis est mélius, ut dominéntur vestri septuagínta viri, omnes fílii Ieróbbaal, an ut dominétur vobis unus vir? Simúlque consideráte quod os vestrum et caro vestra sum”». 3Locutíque sunt fratres matris eius de eo ad omnes viros Sichem univérsos sermónes istos et inclinavérunt cor eórum post Abímelech dicéntes: «Frater noster est». 4Dederúntque illi septuagínta pondo argénti de fano Baálberith; qui condúxit sibi ex eo viros ínopes et vagos, secutíque sunt eum. 5Et venit in domum patris sui Ephra et occídit fratres suos fílios Ieróbbaal septuagínta viros super lápidem unum. Remansítque Ióatham fílius Ieróbbaal mínimus, quia abscónditus erat. 6Congregáti sunt autem omnes viri Sichem et univérsæ domus Mello abierúntque et constituérunt regem Abímelech iuxta quercum, quæ stabat in Sichem.
  7Quod cum nuntiátum esset Ióatham, ivit et stetit in vértice montis Garízim elevatáque voce clamávit et dixit: «Audíte me, viri Sichem, ut áudiat vos Deus. 8Iérunt ligna, ut úngerent super se regem, dixerúntque olívæ: “Impera nobis”. 9Quæ respóndit: “Numquid possum desérere pinguédinem meam, qua et dii honorántur et hómines, et veníre, ut super ligna móvear?”. 10Dixerúntque ligna ad árborem ficum: “Veni et super nos regnum áccipe”. 11Quæ respóndit eis: “Numquid possum desérere dulcédinem meam fructúsque suavíssimos et ire, ut super cétera ligna móvear?”. 12Locúta quoque sunt ligna ad vitem: “Veni et ímpera nobis”. 13Quæ respóndit: “Numquid possum desérere vinum meum, quod lætíficat deos et hómines, et super ligna cétera commovéri?”. 14Dixerúntque ómnia ligna ad rhamnum: “Veni et ímpera super nos”. 15Quæ respóndit eis: “Si vere me regem vobis constitúitis, veníte et sub mea umbra requiéscite; sin autem non vultis, egrediátur ignis de rhamno et dévoret cedros Líbani!”. 19Si ergo recte et absque vítio egístis cum Ieróbbaal et domo eius hódie, lætámini in Abímelech, et ille lætétur in vobis. 20Sin autem pervérse, egrediátur ignis ex Abímelech et consúmat habitatóres Sichem et domum Mello, egrediatúrque ignis de viris Sichem et de domo Mello et dévoret Abímelech!».
First Reading
Judges 8:22-23,30-32,9:1-15,19-20 ©
God’s people struggle to appoint a king
The men of Israel said to Gideon, ‘Rule over us, you and your sons and your grandson, because you have rescued us from the power of Midian.’ But Gideon answered them, ‘It is not I who shall rule over you, nor my son; the Lord must be your lord.’
  Gideon had seventy sons begotten by him, for he had many wives. His concubine, who lived in Shechem, bore him a son too, whom he called Abimelech. Gideon son of Joash was blessed in his old age; he died, and was buried in the tomb of Joash his father, at Ophrah of Abiezer.
  Abimelech son of Jerubbaal came to his mother’s brothers at Shechem and said to them and the whole clan of his mother’s family, ‘Please put this question to the leading men of Shechem: Which is better for you, to be ruled by seventy – I mean all the sons of Jerubbaal – or to be ruled by one? Remind yourselves also that I am your own flesh and blood.’ His mother’s brothers spoke of him to all the leading men of Shechem in these terms, and their hearts inclined towards Abimelech, for they told themselves, ‘He is our brother.’ So they gave him seventy shekels of silver from the temple of Baal-berith, and with this Abimelech paid worthless scoundrels to follow him. Then he went to his father’s house at Ophrah and murdered his brothers, the seventy sons of Jerubbaal, on the selfsame stone. Only the youngest son of Jerubbaal escaped, for he had gone into hiding; this was Jotham. Then all the leading men of Shechem and all Beth-millo gathered, and proclaimed Abimelech king by the terebinth of the pillar at Shechem.
  News of this was brought to Jotham. He came and stood on the top of Mount Gerizim and shouted aloud for them to hear:
‘Hear me, leaders of Shechem,
that God may also hear you!
‘One day the trees went out
to anoint a king to rule over them.
They said to the olive tree, “Be our king!”
‘The olive tree answered them,
“Must I forego my oil
which gives honour to gods and men,
to stand swaying above the trees?”
‘Then the trees said to the fig tree,
“Come now, you be our king!”
‘The fig tree answered them,
“Must I forego my sweetness,
forego my excellent fruit,
to stand swaying above the trees?”
‘Then the trees said to the vine,
“Come now, you be our king!”
‘The vine answered them,
“Must I forego my wine
which cheers the heart of gods and men,
to stand swaying above the trees?”
‘Then all the trees said to the thorn bush,
“Come now, you be our king!”
‘And the thorn bush answered the trees,
“If in all good faith you anoint me king to reign over you,
then come and shelter in my shade.
If not, fire will come from the thorn bush
and devour the cedars of Lebanon.”
‘If, I say, you have acted in sincerity and good faith towards Jerubbaal and his family, then may Abimelech be your joy and may you be his. If not, may fire come out of Abimelech and devour the leading men of Shechem and Beth-millo, and fire come out of the leading men of Shechem and Beth-millo to devour Abimelech.’
Responsorium
Iudic 8, 23; Ap 5, 13 b
℟. Non dominábor vestri, nec dominábitur in vos fílius meus;* Dominábitur Dóminus.
℣. Sedénti super thronum et Agno benedíctio et honor et glória et potéstas in sǽcula sæculórum.* Dominábitur.
Responsory
Jg 8:23; Rv 5:13
℟. I will not rule over you, neither will my son rule over you:* the Lord himself will rule over you.
℣. To him who sits upon the throne and to the Lamb be blessing and honour, glory and might for ever and ever.* The Lord himself will rule over you.

Lectio altera
Ex Epístola sancti Aloýsii Gonzága ad matrem conscrípta (Acta Sanctorum, Iunii, 5, 878)
Misericordias Domini in æternum cantabo
Spíritus Sancti grátiam et consolatiónem tibi, illustríssima dómina, perpétuam precor. Versábar équidem, cum tuæ lítteræ afferréntur, adhuc in hac mortuórum regióne. Verum age nunc, ad cælum aliquándo aspirándum est, ut in terra vivéntium Deum ætérnum laudémus. Quod quidem iter nuper sperábam ante hoc tempus a me conféctum iri. Si cáritas est, ut ait sanctus Paulus, flere cum fléntibus, gaudére cum gaudéntibus, ingens omníno te gáudium, mater illustríssima, ex eo hauríre necésse est, quod benefícii gratiǽque in te causa, veram mihi Deus lætítiam, atque a metu eius umquam amitténdi securitátem desígnat.
  Equidem, fatébor enim tibi, illustríssima dómina, cum in consideratióne divínæ bonitátis, quæ instar est maris, cui nec fundus sit nec litus, mentem ingúrgito, ea mihi, illíus amplitúdine abrépta, aberráre neque satis compétere vidétur, quippe cum ille me, pro tam brevi et exíguo labóre, ad ætérnam réquiem accérsat, et me de cælo ad summam felicitátem, quam ádeo neglegénter quæsívi, vocet, fructúmque lacrimárum polliceátur, quas tam parce profúdi.
  Vide étiam atque étiam, illustríssima dómina, et cave ne hanc infinítam Dei benignitátem víoles; quod profécto fáceres, si eum velut mórtuum lamentarére, qui in Dei conspéctu vivat longéque plus rebus tuis, quam in hac vita, sua commendatióne adiuménti áfferat. Non erit hæc diutúrna seiúnctio; in cælo revisémus inter nos, simúlque cum salútis nostræ víndice copuláti, tota ánimi contentióne eum laudántes eiúsque misericórdias in ætérnum cantántes, immortálibus lætítiis perfruémur. Adimit nobis quod ante commodáverat non álio consílio, nisi ut immunióre et tutióre loco repónat, iísque nos bonis ornet quæ nobis optarémus ipsi.
  Hæc ómnia, eo dumtáxat a me dicta sunt, ut morigerárer desidério quo téneor, uti tu, illustríssima dómina, ceteráque omnis família, hunc meum discéssum in iucúndi benefícii loco habeátis, tuque hoc fretum traiciéntem, dum litus contíngam in quo spes omnes meæ sitæ sunt, matérna tua benedictióne prosequáre. Quod idcírco feci libéntius, quod nihil mihi supérfuit, quo evidéntius amórem ac reveréntiam quam ut fílius matri débeo, tibi significárem.
Second Reading
A letter from St Aloysius Gonzaga to his mother
God's mercies shall be my song for ever
May the comfort and grace of the Holy Spirit be yours for ever, most honoured lady. Your letter found me lingering still in this region of the dead, but now I must rouse myself to make my way on to heaven at last and to praise God for ever in the land of the living; indeed I had hoped that before this time my journey there would have been over. If charity, as Saint Paul says, means to weep with those who weep and rejoice with those who are glad, then, dearest mother, you shall rejoice exceedingly that God in his grace and his love for you is showing me the path to true happiness, and assuring me that I shall never lose him.
  The divine goodness, most honoured lady, is a fathomless and shoreless ocean, and I confess that when I plunge my mind into thought of this it is carried away by the immensity and feels quite lost and bewildered there. In return for my short and feeble labours, God is calling me to eternal rest; his voice from heaven invites me to the infinite bliss I have sought so languidly, and promises me this reward for the tears I have so seldom shed.
  Take care above all things, most honoured lady, not to insult God’s boundless loving kindness; you would certainly do this if you mourned as dead one living face to face with God, one whose prayers can bring you in your troubles more powerful aid than they ever could on earth. And our parting will not be for long; we shall see each other again in heaven; we shall be united with our Saviour; there we shall praise him with heart and soul, sing of his mercies for ever, and enjoy eternal happiness. When he takes away what he once lent us, his purpose is to store our treasure elsewhere more safely and bestow on us those very blessings that we ourselves would most choose to have.
  I write all this with the one desire that you and all my family may consider my departure a joy and favour and that you especially may speed with a mother’s blessing my passage across the waters till I reach the shore to which all hopes belong. I write the more willingly because I have no clearer way of expressing the love and respect I owe you as your son.
Responsorium
Ps 40 (41), 13; 83 (84), 11 bc
℟. Propter innocéntiam suscepísti me, Dómine,* Et statuísti me in conspéctu tuo in ætérnum.
℣. Elégi ad limen esse in domo Dei mei, magis quam habitáre in tabernáculis peccatórum.* Et statuísti.
Responsory
℟. You befriended my innocence, O Lord;* never more will you banish me from your presence.
℣. Willingly did I lie forgotten in the house of my God, rather than dwell in the abode of sinners;* never more will you banish me from your presence.

Oremus.
  Deus, cæléstium auctor donórum, qui in beáto Aloýsio miram vitæ innocéntiam cum pæniténtia sociásti, eius méritis et intercessióne concéde, ut, innocéntem non secúti, pæniténtem imitémur.
Per Dóminum nostrum Iesum Christum, Fílium tuum,
qui tecum vivit et regnat in unitáte Spíritus Sancti, Deus,
per ómnia sǽcula sæculórum.
Amen.
Let us pray.
Lord God, source of every grace,
  you joined an innocent heart to a penitent’s sorrow
  in the life of Saint Aloysius Gonzaga.
Grant, through his intercession,
  that we, who have failed to imitate his innocence,
  may follow his example of penance.
Through our Lord Jesus Christ, your Son,
  who lives and reigns with you in the unity of the Holy Spirit,
  one God, for ever and ever.
Amen.

Benedicámus Dómino.
– Deo grátias.
Let us praise the Lord.
– Thanks be to God.

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