Part 29
O Mother! most afflicted
Our Mother of Sorrows Anonymous Traditional Melody (1638)
Lento
1.
O Mother! Most afflicted, Standing beneath that tree, Where Jesus hangs rejected On the hill of Calvary!
Refrain O Mary! sweetest Mother, We love to pity thee; O! for the sake of Jesus Let us thy children be.
2.
Thy heart is well-nigh breaking, Thy Jesus thus to see, Derided, wounded, dying, In greatest agony.
3.
His livid Form is bleeding, His Soul with sorrow wrung, Whilst thou, afflicted Mother, Shar'st the torments of thy Son.
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O Mary! Queen of Martyrs, The sword had pierced thy heart, Obtain for us of Jesus In thy grief to bear apart.
5.
O dear and loving Mother!
Entreat that we may be Near thee and thy dear Jesus Now and eternally
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No. 92
SAINTS, St. Joseph
O blessed Saint Joseph
The Patronage of St. Joseph Father Faber Melody from the Trier Gesangbuch (1872)
Moderato
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O blessed Saint Joseph, how great was thy worth, The one chosen shadow of G.o.d upon earth, The father of Jesus! Ah then, wilt thou be, Sweet spouse of our Lady! A father to me?
2.
For thou to the pilgrim art father and guide, And Jesus and Mary felt safe by thy side; Ah, blessed Saint Joseph, how safe I should be, Sweet spouse of our Lady! If thou wert with me!
3.
When the treasures of G.o.d where unsheltered on earth, Safe keeping was found them both in thy worth; O father of Jesus, be father to me, Sweet spouse of our Lady! And I will love thee.
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No. 93
SAINTS, St. Joseph
Great Saint Joseph! Son of David Du aus David's
Translated by Bishop Casartelli from a Slovak Hymnal Arr. by N. A. M.
Con Spirito
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Great Saint Joseph! Son of David, Foster father of our Lord, Spouse of Mary ever Virgin, Keeping o'er them watch and ward!
In the stable thou didst guard them With a father's loving care; Thou by G.o.d's command didst save them From the cruel Herod's snare.
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Three long days in grief and anguish With His Mother sweet and mild, Mary Virgin, didst thou wander Seeking the beloved Child.
In the temple thou didst find Him: Oh! What joy then filled thy heart!
In thy sorrows, in thy gladness Grant us, Joseph, to have a part.
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Clasped in Jesus' arms and Mary's, When death gently came at last, Thy pure spirit sweetly sighing From its earthly dwelling pa.s.sed.
Dear Saint Joseph! By that pa.s.sing May our death be like to thine; And with Jesus, Mary, Joseph, May our souls forever shine.
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No. 94
SAINTS, St. Joseph
Joseph, pure Spouse of that Immortal Bride Te Joseph Celebrent
Translated by Father Caswall M. Mattoni
Devoto (alla breve)
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Joseph, pure spouse of that immortal Bride; Who shines in ever-virgin glory bright, Thro' all the Christian climes the praise be sung, Thro' all the realms of light.
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