HIGH MASS WITH GREGORIAN CHANT
Sunday 20th August at 5pm
St. Patrick's Church,
College Rd., Kilkenny
"...Every one that exalteth himself shall be humbled,
and he that humbleth himself shall be exalted."
Oh, clap your hands, all ye nations:
shout unto God with the voice of joy.
For the Lord is most high, he is terrible;
he is a great King over all the earth.
|St. Oliver Plunkett, pray for Ireland!|
|Look Thou upon me, O Lord, and have|
mercy on me; for I am alone and poor.
See my abjection and my labour;
and forgive me all my sins, O my God.
|Blessed be the holy Trinity, and undivided Unity: we will|
give glory to Him, because He hath shown His mercy to us.
Hear, O Lord, my voice with which I
have cried to Thee, alleluia;
my heart hath said to Thee:
I have sought Thy face, Thy face,
O Lord, I will seek: turn not away
Thy face from me, alleluia, alleluia.
Declare the voice of joy, and let it be heard, alleluia:
declare it even to the ends of the earth:
the Lord hath delivered his people.
Sing ye to the Lord a new canticle alleluia;
because the Lord hath done wonderful things, alleluia;
he hath revealed his justice in the sight of the Gentiles.
Alleluia, alleluia, alleluia.
|Resurrexi, et adhuc tecum sum, alleluia:|
posuisti super me manum tuam, alleluia:
mirabilis facta est scientia tua, alleluia, alleluia.
|Judge me, O God, and distinguish my cause from the nation|
that is not holy: deliver me from the unjust and deceitful man:
for Thou art God my strength.
|He shall cry to me, and I will hear him:|
I will deliver him, and I will glorify him:
I will fill him with length of days.
Be Thou unto me a God, a Protector,
and a house of refuge, to save me:
for Thou art my strength and my refuge:
and for Thy Name's sake Thou wilt lead
me, and nourish me.
Arise, why sleepest Thou, O Lord?
Arise, and cast us not off to the end.
Why turnest Thou Thy face away,
and forgettest our trouble? Our belly hath
cleaved to the earth: Arise, O Lord,
help us and deliver us.
The sorrows of death surrounded me,
the sorrows of hell encompassed me:
and in my affliction I called upon the Lord,
and He heard my voice from His holy temple.
Adore God, all you His angels: Sion heard,
and was glad: and the daughters of Juda rejoiced.
Let all the earth adore Thee, O God, and sing
to Thee: let it sing a psalm to Thy Name,
O Most High.
|The father of the Just rejoiceth greatly, let Thy|
father and Thy mother be joyful, and let her rejoice
that bore Thee.