Child of Mary, hear our cry!
Thou wert little once as we;
Hear the loving Litany
We, thy children, sing to thee.
By the joy of Simeon blest,
When he clasp'd thee to his breast;
By the widow'd Anna's song,
Pour'd amid the wondering throng,-
Child of Mary, &c.
By thine angel-bidden flight
Into Egypt in the night;
By thy home at Herod's death
In despised Nazareth,-
Child of Mary, &c.
By thy tender mother's fears,
By her many sighs and tears,
As she sought thee night and day,
Turning back upon her way,-
Child of Mary, &c.
By her wond'ring love and awe,
In the Temple when she saw
Thee, her child, so young and fair,
Wiser than the wisest there,-
Child of Mary, &c.
32. Litany of the Passion of Jesus.
By the blood that flow'd from thee
In thy bitter agony,
By the scourge so meekly borne,
By thy purple robe of scorn,
Jesu, Saviour, hear our cry!
Thou wert suffering once as we;
Hear the loving Litany
We, thy children, sing to thee.
By the thorns that crown'd thy head,
By thy sceptre of a reed,
By thy footstep faint and slow,
Weigh'd beneath thy cross of woe, -
Jesu, Saviour, &c.
By the nails and pointed spear,
By thy people's cruel jeer,
By thy dying prayer which rose
Begging mercy for thy foes,-
Jesu, Saviour, &c.
By the darkness thick as night,
Blotting out the sun from sight;
By the cry with which in death
Thou didst yield thy parting breath,-
Jesu, Saviour, &c.
By thy weeping mother's woe,
By the sword that piere'd her through,
When in anguish standing by,
On the cross she saw thee die,-
Jesu, Saviour, &c.
33. Litany of the Resurrection
By the first bright Easter-day,
When the stone was roll'd away;
By the glory round thee shed
At thy rising from the dead,-
King of glory, hear our cry!
Make us soon thy joys to see;
Hear the loving Litany
We, thy children, sing to thee.
By thy mother's fond embrace,
By her joy to see thy face,
When, all bright in radiant bloom,
Thee she welcom'd from the tomb,-
King of glory, &c.
By the joy of Magdalen,
When she saw thee once again,
And entranc'd in rapture sweet,
Knelt to kiss thy sacred feet,-
King of glory, &c.
By their joy who greeted thee
'Mid the hills of Galilee;
By thy keys of might divine,
Vested in St. Peter's line,-
King of glory, &c.
By thy parting blessing giv'n
As thou didst ascend to heav'n;
By the cloud of living light
That receiv'd thee out of sight,-
King of glory, &c.
34. May Jesus Christ be praised!
WHEN morning gilds the skies,
My heart awaking cries,
May Jesus Christ be prais'd!
Alike at work and prayer,
To Jesus I repair:
May Jesus Christ be prais'd!
The sacred minster bell,
It peals o'er hill and dell:
May, &c.
Oh, hark to what it sings,
As joyously it rings,
May, &c.
When you begin the day,
Oh, never fail to say,
May, &c.
And at your work rejoice
To sing with heart and voice,
May, &c.
Be this at meals your grace,
In every time and place,
Be this, when day is past,
Of all your thoughts the last,
May, &c.
To God the Word on high
The hosts of angels cry,
Let children too upraise
Their voice in hymns of praise :
May, &c.
Let earth's wide circle round
In joyful notes resound:
May, &c.
Let air and sea and sky
Through depth and height reply,
May Jesus Christ be prais'd!
Divine Grace.
O JESU! my beloved King,
I give all thanks to thee,
Who by thy cross hast merited
Celestial grace for me.
In Adam rais'd to dignities
Transcendent and divine;
In Adam fallen from the bliss
That once in him was mine.
That grace to which my native strength,
Could never have attain'd,
That grace, O my Incarnate God,
In thee I have regain'd.
O gift of love! O gift immense!
Surpassing nature's law;
What force to will and to perform
From this pure fount I draw.
By this how many passing acts,
Which else had been in vain,
Endued with meritorious power,
A prize eternal gain!
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