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On FRIDAY in PASSION-WEEK is said the

office of The SEVEN DOLOURS of the B. V. MARY.

A greater Dauble.

M A SS, Introit. IT Here ftood by the crofs of Illus John 19. his mother, and his mother's filter, Mary the wife of Cleophas, and Salome, and Mary Magdalen. V. Jefus faid: Woman, behold tby fon; and to his disciple: Behold thy mother. V. Glory

Gloria in excelsis is said.
COLLECT. Deus, in cujus,
God, in whose pasion, according to Simeon's

prophecy, the sword of grief pierced the mott sweet soul of glorious Mary, the Virgin-mother: grant, in thy mercy, that we, who with honour commemorate her forrows and sufferings, may helped by the glorious merits and prayers of all tbie faints that faithfully stood by thy crofs, fo as to partake of the happy fruits of thy paffion. Who livest.

Then is made a Commemoration of Friday by the COLLECT. Cordibus noftris, as p. 141. As likewife by the Secret and PostCOMMUNION following, their respective proper places,

LESSON. Judith xiii. 22, 25.
THE Lord hath blessed thee with his power, who

by thee hath brought our enemies to nothing. Thou art the blessed of the Lord the high God, above all women upon earth, Blessed be the Lord, who made heaven and earth, because he hath this day so magnified thy name, that thy praise shall not depart out of the mouth of men, who shall remember the power of the Lord for ever: for that thou didst not spare thy life at the sight of the distress and tribulation of thy country, but haft helped to prevent their ruin in the light of our God.

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GRADUAL. Thou art overwhelmed with grief and in tears, O Virgin Mary, standing by the cross of our Lord Jesus thy Son, the Redeemer.

TRACT. Holy Mary, the Queen of heaven and Lady of the world, stood full of grief by the crofs of our Lord Jesus Chrift. V. O all you that pass by the way, attend and see if there be any sorrow like unto mine.

Nder the world's Tabat Mater dolo-

redeeming wood rosa The most afflicted Mo- Juxta crucem lacrymosa

ther stood, Mingling her tears with Dum pendebat Filius.

her Son's blood. As that stream'd down Cujus animam gefrom ev'ry part,

mentem, Of all his wounds the Contriftatam, & dolenfelt the smart,

tem What pierc'd his body, Pertranfivit gladius.

pierc'd her heart. Who can with tear O quam triftis & afless eyes look on,

Aidta When such a Mother Fuit illa benedicta

such a Son Wounded and gasping Mater unigeniti!

does bemoan? O! worse than Jewish Quæ mærebat, & doheart that Thou'd

lebat, Unmov'd behold the Et tremebat, cum vide. double flood

bat Of Mary's tears, of Jee Nati pænas inclyti.

fu's blood! Alas! our fins, they Quis eft homo qui were not his,

non fleret, In this atoning facrifice, Christi matrem fi videret For which he bleeds, for In canto supplicio.!

which he dies. VOL. II,



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When graves did o Quis poffet non con

pen, rocks did rent, triftari, When nature and each Piam Matrem contemelement

plari His torments and his Dolentem cum Filio?

grief resent; Shall man, the cause

Pro peccatis suæ genof all his pain,

tis, And all his grief; fhall Vidit Jefum in tormen

finful man Only insensible remain? Et flagellis fubditum ? Ah! Pious Mother, Vidit fuum dulcem teach my heart

natum Of sighs and tears the Morientem defolatum,

holy art, And in thy:grief to bear Dum emifit fpiritum,

a part. That sword of grief Eia Mater, fons amothat did pass thro

ris ! Thy very foul, O! may Me sentire vim doloris, One kind wound on Fac ut tecum lugeam.

mine bestow. Great Queen of for Fac ut ardeat cor me

rows, in thy train Let me a mourner's In amando Chrifum Deplace obtain,

With tears to cleanse a Ut sibi complaceam.

fmful ftain.
To heal the leprosy of

Sancta Mater iftud 2fin

gas, We must the cure with Crucifixi fige plagas

tears begin, All flesh's corrupt with- Cordi meo validè,

out their brine. Refuge of finners, Tui nati vulnerati,

grant May tread thy steps; and Tam dignati pro me let it be


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Our forrow, not togrieve Pænas mecum divide.

like thee.
O may the wounds of Fac me verè tuum
thy dear Son

Our contrite hearts pof- Crucifixo condolere,

fefs alone,
And all terrene affec- Donec ego vixero.

tions drown.
Those wounds that now Juxta crucem tecum
the stars out-fhine,

Those furnaces of love Te libenter sociare

May they our drosly In plandu defidero

souls refine.
And on us fuch im. Virgo virginum præ-
preffions make,

clara, That we of suffering for Mihi jam non sis amara,

his fake, May joyfully our por- Fac me tecum plangere.

tion take. Let us his proper badge Fac ut portem Chrifti put on,

Let's glory in the cross Paffionis fac confortem,

By which he marks us Et plagas recolere.

for his own.
That when the dread Fac me plagis vulne-
ful trials come

For ev'ry man to hear Cruce hac inebriari,

his doom;
On his right hand we Ob amorem filii.

may find room.
Ob hear us Mary! Inflammatus, & ac-
Tefu hear !

census, Our humble prayers, se. Per te, virgo, fim defencure our fear,

fus, When thou in judgment In die judicii.

thalt appear.

Now give us forrow, Fac me cruce cuftogive us love,

diri, That to prepar'd we Morte Chrifti præmumay remove,

niri, When call'd to the bleft Confoveri gratiâ. feats above. Amen.

Quando corpus mori

Fac ut agimæ donetur

Paradisi gloria. Amen.
GOSPEL. John xix. 25.
At that time : There stood by the cross of Jefius

his mother, and his mother's sister, Mary the wife of Cleophas, and Mary Magdalen. When Jesus therefore saw his mother and the disciple Handing, whom he loved, he faith to his mother: Woman, behold thy son. After that he faith to the disciple : Behold thy mother. And from that hour the disciple took her to his own home.

OFFERTORY. Remember, O Virgin-mother of God, whilst thou standest in the presence of the Lord, to speak in our favour, that thou mayeft tum away his wrath from us.

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E offer thee, O Lord Jesus Christ, our

prayers and sacrifices, humbly intreating thee, that we, who, in our prayers of this day, commemorate the transfixion of the most sweet soul of blefied Mary thy inother, may receive our reward with her and her blessed companions that stood under thy cross, this holy assembly being multiplied, thro' the merits of thy death. Who livest, &c.

Preface in the transfixion. Ordinary, p. xxix.

COMMUNION, Happy are the senses of the blesfed Virgin Mary, who, without dying, merited the crown of martyrdom under the cross of the Lord.

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