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Tuesday 28 April 2015    (other days)
Tuesday of the 4th week of Eastertide
 or Saint Peter Chanel, Priest, Martyr
 or Saint Louis Marie Grignion de Montfort, Priest

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
Lætáre, cælum, désuper,
appláude, tellus ac mare:
Christus resúrgens post crucem
vitam dedit mortálibus.
Iam tempus accéptum redit,
dies salútis cérnitur,
quo mundus Agni sánguine
refúlsit a calígine.
Mors illa, mortis pássio,
est críminis remíssio;
illǽsa virtus pérmanet,
victus dedit victóriam.
Nostræ fuit gustus spei
hic, ut fidéles créderent
se posse post resúrgere,
vitam beátam súmere.
Nunc ergo pascha cándidum
causa bonórum tálium
colámus omnes strénue
tanto repléti múnere.
Esto perénne méntibus
paschále, Iesu, gáudium
et nos renátos grátiæ
tuis triúmphis ággrega.
Iesu, tibi sit glória,
qui morte victa prǽnites,
cum Patre et almo Spíritu,
in sempitérna sǽcula. Amen.
Hymn
Love’s redeeming work is done,
fought the fight, the battle won.
Lo, our Sun’s eclipse is o’er!
Lo, he sets in blood no more!
Vain the stone, the watch, the seal!
Christ has burst the gates of hell;
death in vain forbids him rise;
Christ has opened paradise.
Lives again our victorious King;
where, O death, is now thy sting?
Dying once, he all doth save;
where thy victory, O grave?
Soar we now where Christ has led,
following our exalted Head;
made like him, like him we rise,
ours the cross, the grave, the skies.
Hail the Lord of earth and heaven!
Praise to thee by both be given:
thee we greet triumphant now;
hail, the Resurrection thou!

Psalmus 101:2-12
Exsulis vota et preces
Consolatur nos Deus in omni tribulatione nostra” (2 Cor 1, 4).
Clamor meus, Dómine, ad te pervéniat; non abscóndas fáciem tuam a me.
2Dómine, exáudi oratiónem meam,*
  et clamor meus ad te véniat.
3Non abscóndas fáciem tuam a me;†
  in quacúmque die tríbulor,*
  inclína ad me aurem tuam.
In quacúmque die invocávero te,*
  velóciter exáudi me.
4Quia defecérunt sicut fumus dies mei,*
  et ossa mea sicut crémium aruérunt.
5Percússum est ut fenum et áruit cor meum,*
  étenim oblítus sum comédere panem meum.
6A voce gémitus mei*
  adhǽsit os meum carni meæ.
7Símilis factus sum pellicáno solitúdinis,*
  factus sum sicut nyctícorax in ruínis.
8Vigilávi*
  et factus sum sicut passer solitárius in tecto.
9Tota die exprobrábant mihi inimíci mei,*
  exardescéntes in me per me iurábant.
10Quia cínerem tamquam panem manducábam*
  et potum meum cum fletu miscébam,
11a fácie iræ et increpatiónis tuæ,*
  quia élevans allisísti me.
12Dies mei sicut umbra declinavérunt,*
  et ego sicut fenum árui.
Glória Patri et Fílio*
  et Spirítui Sancto.
Sicut erat in princípio et nunc et semper*
  et in sǽcula sæculórum.
Amen.
Clamor meus, Dómine, ad te pervéniat; non abscóndas fáciem tuam a me.
Psalm 101 (102)
Prayers and vows of an exile
Let my cry come to you, Lord: do not hide your face from me.
Lord, listen to my prayer
  and let my cry come to you.
Do not hide your face from me:
  whenever I am troubled,
  turn to me and hear me.
Whenever I call on you,
  hurry to answer me.
For my days vanish like smoke,
  and my bones are dry as tinder.
My heart is cut down like grass, it is dry –
  I cannot remember to eat.
The sound of my groaning
  makes my bones stick to my flesh.
I am lonely as a pelican in the wilderness,
  as an owl in the ruins,
  as a sparrow alone on a rooftop:
  I do not sleep.
All day long my enemies taunt me,
  they burn with anger and use my name as a curse.
I make ashes my bread,
  I mix tears with my drink,
  because of your anger and reproach –
you, who raised me up, have dashed me to the ground.
My days fade away like a shadow:
  I wither like grass.
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.
Let my cry come to you, Lord: do not hide your face from me.

Psalmus 101:13-23
Réspice, Dómine, in oratiónem humílium.
13Tu autem, Dómine, in ætérnum pérmanes,*
  et memoriále tuum in generatiónem et generatiónem.
14Tu exsúrgens miseréberis Sion,†
  quia tempus miseréndi eius,*
  quia venit tempus,
15quóniam placuérunt servis tuis lápides eius*
  et púlveris eius miseréntur.
16Et timébunt gentes nomen tuum, Dómine,*
  et omnes reges terræ glóriam tuam,
17quia ædificávit Dóminus Sion*
  et appáruit in glória sua.
18Respéxit in oratiónem ínopum*
  et non sprevit precem eórum.
19Scribántur hæc pro generatióne áltera,*
  et pópulus, qui creábitur, laudábit Dóminum.
20Quia prospéxit de excélso sanctuário suo,*
  Dóminus de cælo in terram aspéxit,
21ut audíret gémitus compeditórum,*
  ut sólveret fílios mortis;
22ut annúntient in Sion nomen Dómini*
  et laudem eius in Ierúsalem,
23cum congregáti fúerint pópuli in unum*
  et regna, ut sérviant Dómino.
Glória Patri et Fílio*
  et Spirítui Sancto.
Sicut erat in princípio et nunc et semper*
  et in sǽcula sæculórum.
Amen.
Réspice, Dómine, in oratiónem humílium.
Psalm 101 (102)
Turn, Lord, to the prayers of the helpless.
But you, Lord, remain for ever
  and your name lasts from generation to generation.
You will rise up and take pity on Zion,
  for it is time that you pitied it,
  indeed it is time:
for your servants love its very stones
  and pity even its dust.
Then, Lord, the peoples will fear your name.
  All the kings of the earth will fear your glory,
when the Lord has rebuilt Zion
  and appeared there in his glory;
when he has listened to the prayer of the destitute
  and not rejected their pleading.
These things shall be written for the next generation
  and a people yet to be born shall praise the Lord:
because he has looked down from his high sanctuary,
 – the Lord has looked down from heaven to earth –
and heard the groans of prisoners
  and freed the children of death
so that they could proclaim the Lord’s name in Zion
  and sing his praises in Jerusalem,
where people and kingdoms gather together
  to serve the Lord.
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.
Turn, Lord, to the prayers of the helpless.

Ps 101 (102)
Tu, Dómine, terram fundásti et ópera mánuum tuárum sunt cæli, allelúia.
24Humiliávit in via virtútem meam,*
  abbreviávit dies meos.
Dicam: «Deus meus,†
  25ne áuferas me in dimídio diérum meórum;*
  in generatiónem et generatiónem sunt anni tui.
26Inítio terram fundásti;*
  et ópera mánuum tuárum sunt cæli.
27Ipsi períbunt, tu autem pérmanes;†
  et omnes sicut vestiméntum veteráscent,*
  et sicut opertórium mutábis eos, et mutabúntur.
28Tu autem idem ipse es,*
  et anni tui non defícient.
29Fílii servórum tuórum habitábunt,*
  et semen eórum in conspéctu tuo firmábitur».
Glória Patri et Fílio*
  et Spirítui Sancto.
Sicut erat in princípio et nunc et semper*
  et in sǽcula sæculórum.
Amen.
Tu, Dómine, terram fundásti et ópera mánuum tuárum sunt cæli, allelúia.
Psalm 101 (102)
You founded the earth, Lord, and the heavens are the work of your hands. Alleluia.
He has brought down my strength in the midst of my journey;
  he has shortened my days.
I will say, “My God, do not take me away
  half way through the days of my life.
Your years last from generation to generation:
  in the beginning you founded the earth,
  and the heavens are the work of your hands.
They will pass away but you will remain;
  all will grow old, like clothing,
  and like a cloak you will change them, and they will be changed.
“But you are always the same,
  your years will never run out.
The children of your servants shall live in peace,
  their descendants will endure in your sight.”
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.
You founded the earth, Lord, and the heavens are the work of your hands. Alleluia.

℣. Christus resúrgens ex mórtuis iam non móritur, allelúia.
℟. Mors illi ultra non dominábitur, allelúia.
Christ, risen from the dead, dies no more, alleluia.
Death will have no more power over him, alleluia.

Lectio prior
De libro Apocalýpsis beáti Ioánnis apóstoli 14, 1-13
Agnus iam victor
Ego Ioánnes 1vidi: et ecce Agnus stans supra montem Sion, et cum illo centum quadragínta quáttuor mília, habéntes nomen eius et nomen Patris eius scriptum in fróntibus suis. 2Et audívi vocem de cælo tamquam vocem aquárum multárum et tamquam vocem tonítrui magni; et vox, quam audívi, sicut citharœdórum citharizántium in cítharis suis. 3Et cantant quasi cánticum novum ante thronum et ante quáttuor animália et senióres. Et nemo póterat díscere cánticum nisi illa centum quadragínta quáttuor mília, qui empti sunt de terra. 4Hi sunt qui cum muliéribus non sunt coinquináti, vírgines enim sunt. Hi qui sequúntur Agnum, quocúmque abíerit. Hi empti sunt ex homínibus primítiæ Deo et Agno; 5et in ore ipsórum non est invéntum mendácium: sine mácula sunt.
  6Et vidi álterum ángelum volántem per médium cælum, habéntem evangélium ætérnum, ut evangelizáret super sedéntes in terra et super omnem gentem et tribum et linguam et pópulum, 7dicens magna voce: «Timéte Deum et date illi glóriam, quia venit hora iudícii eius, et adoráte eum, qui fecit cælum et terram et mare et fontes aquárum».
  8Et álius ángelus secútus est dicens: «Cécidit, cécidit Bábylon illa magna, quæ a vino iræ fornicatiónis suæ potionávit omnes gentes!».
  9Et álius ángelus tértius secútus est illos dicens voce magna: «Si quis adoráverit béstiam et imáginem eius et accéperit charactérem in fronte sua aut in manu sua, 10et hic bibet de vino iræ Dei, quod mixtum est mero in cálice iræ ipsíus, et cruciábitur igne et súlphure in conspéctu angelórum sanctórum et ante conspéctum Agni. 11Et fumus tormentórum eórum in sǽcula sæculórum ascéndit, nec habent réquiem die ac nocte, qui adoravérunt béstiam et imáginem eius, et si quis accéperit charactérem nóminis eius».
  12Hic patiéntia sanctórum est, qui custódiunt mandáta Dei et fidem Iesu. 13Et audívi vocem de cælo dicéntem: «Scribe: Beáti mórtui, qui in Dómino moriúntur ámodo. Etiam, dicit Spíritus, ut requiéscant a labóribus suis; ópera enim illórum sequúntur illos».
First Reading
Apocalypse 14:1-13 ©
Next in my vision I saw Mount Zion, and standing on it a Lamb who had with him a hundred and forty-four thousand people, all with his name and his Father’s name written on their foreheads. I heard a sound coming out of the sky like the sound of the ocean or the roar of thunder; it seemed to be the sound of harpists playing their harps. There in front of the throne they were singing a new hymn in the presence of the four animals and the elders, a hymn that could only be learnt by the hundred and forty-four thousand who had been redeemed from the world. These are the ones who have kept their virginity and not been defiled with women; they follow the Lamb wherever he goes; they have been redeemed from amongst men to be the first-fruits for God and for the Lamb. They never allowed a lie to pass their lips and no fault can be found in them.
  Then I saw another angel, flying high overhead, sent to announce the Good News of eternity to all who live on the earth, every nation, race, language and tribe. He was calling, ‘Fear God and praise him, because the time has come for him to sit in judgement; worship the maker of heaven and earth and sea and every water-spring.’
  A second angel followed him, calling, ‘Babylon has fallen, Babylon the Great has fallen, Babylon which gave the whole world the wine of God’s anger to drink.’
  A third angel followed, shouting aloud, ‘All those who worship the beast and his statue, or have had themselves branded on the hand or forehead, will be made to drink the wine of God’s fury which is ready, undiluted, in his cup of anger; in fire and brimstone they will be tortured in the presence of the holy angels and the Lamb and the smoke of their torture will go up for ever and ever. There will be no respite, night or day, for those who worshipped the beast or its statue or accepted branding with its name.’ This is why there must be constancy in the saints who keep the commandments of God and faith in Jesus. Then I heard a voice from heaven say to me, ‘Write down: Happy are those who die in the Lord! Happy indeed, the Spirit says; now they can rest for ever after their work, since their good deeds go with them.’
ResponsoriumCf. Ap 14, 7. 6
℟. Audívi vocem in cælo angelórum multórum dicéntium:* Timéte Dóminum, et date illi glóriam, et adoráte eum, qui fecit cælum et terram, mare et fontes aquárum, allelúia.
℣. Vidi ángelum Dei fortem, volántem per médium cæli, voce magna clamántem et dicéntem.* Timéte.
Responsory
I heard the voice of many angels in heaven, saying, Fear God and praise his greatness. Worship him who made heaven and earth, the sea and the springs of water, alleluia.
I saw a mighty angel of God flying in mid-heaven, and he cried out in a loud voice: Fear God and praise his greatness. Worship him who made heaven and earth, the sea and the springs of water, alleluia.

Lectio altera
Ex Sermónibus sancti Petri Chrysólogi epíscopi
(Sermo 108: PL 52, 499-500)
Esto Dei sacrificium et sacerdos
Obsecro vos per misericórdiam Dei. Rogat Paulus, immo per Paulum rogat Deus, quia plus amári vult quam timéri. Rogat Deus quia non tam Dóminus esse vult quam pater. Rogat Deus per misericórdiam, ne víndicet per rigórem.
  Audi rogántem Dóminum: Vidéte, vidéte in me corpus vestrum, membra vestra, vestra víscera, ossa vestra, vestrum sánguinem. Et si quod Dei est timétis, quare vel quod vestrum est non amátis? Si Dóminum fúgitis, quare non recúrritis ad paréntem?
  Sed forte vos passiónis meæ, quam fecístis, magnitúdo confúndit. Nolíte timére. Crux hæc non meus sed mortis est acúleus. Clavi isti non mihi infígunt dolórem, sed vestram mihi infígunt áltius caritátem. Vúlnera hæc non edúcunt gémitus meos, sed magis vos meis viscéribus introdúcunt. Exténsio córporis mei vos dilátat in grémium, non meam crescit in pœnam. Sanguis meus non mihi déperit, sed vestrum prorogátur in prétium.
  Veníte ergo, redíte et vel sic probáte patrem quem vidétis pro malis bona, pro iniúriis amórem, pro vulnéribus tantis tantam réddere caritátem.
  Sed iam quid óbsecret Apóstolus audiámus: Obsecro, inquit, vos, ut exhibeátis córpora vestra. Apóstolus, rogándo sic, omnes hómines ad sacerdotále fastígium provéxit: Ut exhibeátis córpora vestra hóstiam vivam.
  O inaudítum christiáni pontificátus offícium, quando homo sibi ipse est et hóstia et sacérdos; quando homo non extrínsecus quod Deo est immolatúrus inquírit; quando homo secum, et in se, et quod pro se est, Deo sacrificatúrus appórtat; quando et éadem manet hóstia, idem pérmanet et sacérdos; quando hóstia mactátur et vivit, sacérdos nescit occídere qui litábit.
  Mirum sacrifícium, ubi corpus sine córpore, sine sánguine sanguis offértur. Obsecro, inquit, vos per misericórdiam Dei, ut exhibeátis córpora vestra hóstiam vivam.
  Fratres, hoc sacrifícium Christi descéndit ex forma, qua corpus suum pro vita sǽculi vitáliter immolávit; et vere corpus suum fecit hóstiam vivam, quia vivit occísus. In tali ergo víctima mors expénditur, hóstia pérmanet, vivit hóstia, mors punítur. Hinc mártyres morte nascúntur, fine ínchoant, occisióne vivunt, et in cælis lucent, qui in terris putabántur exstíncti.
  Obsecro, inquit, vos, fratres, per misericórdiam Dei, ut exhibeátis córpora vestra hóstiam vivam, sanctam. Hoc est illud quod Prophéta cécinit: Sacrifícium et oblatiónem noluísti, corpus autem perfecísti mihi.
  Esto, homo, esto Dei sacrifícium et sacérdos; non amíttas quod tibi divína dedit et concéssit auctóritas; indúere sanctitátis stolam, præcíngere bálteum castitátis; sit in velaménto cápitis tui Christus; crux in frontis tui munímine persevéret; péctori tuo appóne divínæ sciéntiæ sacraméntum; in odórem thymiáma semper oratiónis accénde; árripe gládium Spíritus; altáre cor tuum pone; et sic corpus tuum ádmove Dei secúrus ad víctimam.
  Deus fidem, non mortem quærit; votum, non sánguinem sitit; placátur voluntáte, non nece.
Second Reading
From a sermon by Saint Peter Chrysologus, bishop
Each one of us is called to be both a sacrifice to God and his priest
I appeal to you by the mercy of God. This appeal is made by Paul, or rather, it is made by God through Paul, because of God’s desire to be loved rather than feared, to be a father rather than a Lord. God appeals to us in his mercy to avoid having to punish us in his severity.
  Listen to the Lord’s appeal: In me, I want you to see your own body, your members, your heart, your bones, your blood. You may fear what is divine, but why not love what is human? You may run away from me as the Lord, but why not run to me as your father? Perhaps you are filled with shame for causing my bitter passion. Do not be afraid. This cross inflicts a mortal injury, not on me, but on death. These nails no longer pain me, but only deepen your love for me. I do not cry out because of these wounds, but through them I draw you into my heart. My body was stretched on the cross as a symbol, not of how much I suffered, but of my all-embracing love. I count it no less to shed my blood: it is the price I have paid for your ransom. Come, then, return to me and learn to know me as your father, who repays good for evil, love for injury, and boundless charity for piercing wounds.
  Listen now to what the Apostle urges us to do. I appeal to you, he says, to present your bodies as a living sacrifice. By this exhortation of his, Paul has raised all men to priestly status.
  How marvellous is the priesthood of the Christian, for he is both the victim that is offered on his own behalf, and the priest who makes the offering. He does not need to go beyond himself to seek what he is to immolate to God: with himself and in himself he brings the sacrifice he is to offer God for himself. The victim remains and the priest remains, always one and the same. Immolated, the victim still lives: the priest who immolates cannot kill. Truly it is an amazing sacrifice in which a body is offered without being slain and blood is offered without being shed.
  The Apostle says: I appeal to you by the mercy of God to present your bodies as a living sacrifice. Brethren, this sacrifice follows the pattern of Christ’s sacrifice by which he gave his body as a living immolation for the life of the world. He really made his body a living sacrifice, because, though slain, he continues to live. In such a victim death receives its ransom, but the victim remains alive. Death itself suffers the punishment. This is why death for the martyrs is actually a birth, and their end a beginning. Their execution is the door to life, and those who were thought to have been blotted out from the earth shine brilliantly in heaven.
  Paul says: I appeal to you by the mercy of God to present your bodies as a sacrifice, living and holy. The prophet said the same thing: Sacrifice and offering you did not desire, but you have prepared a body for me. Each of us is called to be both a sacrifice to God and his priest. Do not forfeit what divine authority confers on you. Put on the garment of holiness, gird yourself with the belt of chastity. Let Christ be your helmet, let the cross on your forehead be your unfailing protection. Your breastplate should be the knowledge of God that he himself has given you. Keep burning continually the sweet smelling incense of prayer. Take up the sword of the Spirit. Let your heart be an altar. Then, with full confidence in God, present your body for sacrifice. God desires not death, but faith; God thirsts not for blood, but for self-surrender; God is appeased not by slaughter, but by the offering of your free will.
Responsorium
Ap 5, 9 bcd. 10 a
℟. Dignus es, Dómine, accípere librum et aperíre signácula eius, quóniam occísus es* Et redemísti nos Deo in sánguine tuo, allelúia.
℣. Fecísti enim nos Deo nostro regnum et sacerdótes.* Et redemísti.
Responsory
Lord, you are worthy to take the scroll and to break open its seals, for you were slain, and by your death you purchased us for God, alleluia.
You have made us a kingdom of priests to serve our God, and by your death you purchased us for God, alleluia.

Oremus.
  Præsta, quǽsumus, omnípotens Deus, ut, qui resurrectiónis domínicæ mystéria cólimus, redemptiónis nostræ suscípere lætítiam mereámur. Per Dóminum.
Let us pray.
Grant, we pray, almighty God,
  that we who celebrate the mystery of our Lord’s resurrection
  may enter upon the joy of our redemption.
Through our Lord Jesus Christ, your Son,
  who lives and reigns with you and 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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