Matutinum - Hymnus
15 September, 2024
Hymn.iiOquotun-dis-cri--rum,Quodo--revól-vi-tur,Luc-tu-ó-sadecru-én-toDumre-vúl-sumstí-pi-te,Cer-nitul-nisincu-bán-temVir-goMa-ter-li-um!2. Ossu-á-ve,mi-tepéc-tus,Etla-tusdul-cís-si-mum,Dex-te-rámquevulne--tam,Etsi--stramsáuci-am,Etrubrascru-ó-replan-tas,Ægratingit-cri-mis.3. Cen-ti-és-quemil-li-ésqueStringitarctis-xi-busPec-tusil-ludetla-cér-tos,Il-lafi-gitvúlne-ra;Sicqueto-tacol-li-qué-scitIndo--risóscu-lis.4. E-iaMa-ter,obse-crá-musPertu-ashas-cri-mas,Fi-li-í-quetri-stefu-nus,Vulne-rúmquepúrpu-ram,Hunctu-icor-disdo--remCondenostriscór-di-bus.5. E-stoPa-triFi-li-óque,Etco-ǽ-voFlá-mi-ni,E-stosumTri-ni--tiSempi-térnagló-ri-a,Etper-énnislausho-nórque,Hocetomni-cu-lo.A-men.
Hymn.iiOquotun-dis-cri--rum,Quodo--revól-vi-tur,Luc-tu-ó-sadecru-én-toDumre-vúl-sumstí-pi-te,Cer-nitul-nisincu-bán-temVir-goMa-ter-li-um!2. Ossu-á-ve,mi-tepéc-tus,Etla-tusdul-cís-si-mum,Dex-te-rámquevulne--tam,Etsi--stramsáuci-am,Etrubrascru-ó-replan-tas,Ægratingit-cri-mis.3. Cen-ti-és-quemil-li-ésqueStringitarctis-xi-busPec-tusil-ludetla-cér-tos,Il-lafi-gitvúlne-ra;Sicqueto-tacol-li-qué-scitIndo--risóscu-lis.4. E-iaMa-ter,obse-crá-musPertu-ashas-cri-mas,Fi-li-í-quetri-stefu-nus,Vulne-rúmquepúrpu-ram,Hunctu-icor-disdo--remCondenostriscór-di-bus.5. E-stoPa-triFi-li-óque,Etco-ǽ-voFlá-mi-ni,E-stosumTri-ni--tiSempi-térnagló-ri-a,Etper-énnislausho-nórque,Hocetomni-cu-lo.A-men.
Hymnus
1. O quot úndis lácrimárum,
1. What a sea of tears and sorrow
Quo dolóre vólvitur,
Did the soul of Mary toss
Luctuósa de cruénto
To and fro upon its billows,
Dum revúlsum stípite,
While she wept her bitter loss;
Cérnit úlnis incubántem
In her arms her Jesus holding,
Vírgo Máter Fílium:
Torn so newly from the Cross.
2. Os suáve, mite péctus,
2. Oh, that mournful Virgin-Mother!
Et látus dulcíssimum,
See her tears how fast they flow
Dexterámque vulnerátam,
Down upon His mangled body,
Et sinístram sáuciam,
Wounded side, and thorny brow;
Et rúbbras cruóre plántas,
While His hands and feet she kisses
Ægra tíngit lácrimis.
Picture of immortal woe.
3. Centiésque milliésque
3. Oft and oft His arms and bosom
Stríngit árctis néxibus
Fondly straining to her own;
Péctus íllud et lacértos,
Oft her pallid lips imprinting
Illa fígit vúlnera:
On each wound of her dear Son;
Sícque tóta colliquéscit
Till at last, in swoons of anguish,
In dolóris ósculis.
Sense and consciousness are gone.
4. Eia Máter, obsecrámus
4. Gentle Mother, we beseech thee
Per túas has lácrimas,
By thy tears and troubles sore;
Filiíque tríste fúnus,
By the death of thy dear Offspring
Vulnerúmque púrpuram,
By the bloody wounds He bore;
Hunc túi córdis dolórem
Touch our hearts with that true sorrow
Cónde nóstris córdibus.
Which afflicted thee of yore.
5. Esto Pátri Filióque,
5. To the Father everlasting,
Et coǽvo Flámini,
And the Son who reigns on high,
Esto súmmæ Trinitáti
With the co-eternal Spirit,
Sempitérna glória,
Trinity in Unity,
Et perénnis laus honórque,
Be salvation, honor, blessing
Hoc et ómni sǽculo.
Now and through eternity.
Amen.
Amen.
15 September - Matutinum - Hymnus