Septem Dolorum Beatæ Mariæ VirginisThe Seven Sorrows of the Blessed Virgin Mary
Incipit
℣ Deus ✠ in adjutórium meum inténde.
℟ Dómine, ad adjuvándum me festína.
Glória Patri, et Fílio, * et Spirítui Sancto.
Sicut erat in princípio, et nunc, et semper, * et in sǽcula sæculórum. Amen.
Allelúja.
℣ O God, ✠ come to my assistance.
℟ Lord, make haste to help me.
Glory be to the Father, and to the Son, * and to the Holy Spirit.
As it was in the beginning, is now, and ever shall be, * world without end. Amen.
Alleluia.
Psalmi
Ant. Quo ábiit * diléctus tuus, o pulchérrima mulíerum? quo declinávit diléctus tuus, et quærémus eum tecum?
Psalmus 109 [1]
109:1a Dixit Dóminus Dómino meo: * Sede a dextris meis:
109:1b Donec ponam inimícos tuos, * scabéllum pedum tuórum.
109:2 Virgam virtútis tuæ emíttet Dóminus ex Sion: * domináre in médio inimicórum tuórum.
109:3 Tecum princípium in die virtútis tuæ in splendóribus sanctórum: * ex útero ante lucíferum génui te.
109:4 Jurávit Dóminus, et non pœnitébit eum: * Tu es sacérdos in ætérnum secúndum órdinem Melchísedech.
109:5 Dóminus a dextris tuis, * confrégit in die iræ suæ reges.
109:6 Judicábit in natiónibus, implébit ruínas: * conquassábit cápita in terra multórum.
109:7 De torrénte in via bibet: * proptérea exaltábit caput.
℣ Glória Patri, et Fílio, * et Spirítui Sancto.
℟ Sicut erat in princípio, et nunc, et semper, * et in sǽcula sæculórum. Amen.
Ant. Quo ábiit diléctus tuus, o pulchérrima mulíerum? quo declinávit diléctus tuus, et quærémus eum tecum?
Ant. Recédite a me, * amáre flebo, nolíte incúmbere, ut consolémini me.
Psalmus 112 [2]
112:1 Laudáte, púeri, Dóminum: * laudáte nomen Dómini.
112:2 (fit reverentia) Sit nomen Dómini benedíctum, * ex hoc nunc, et usque in sǽculum.
112:3 A solis ortu usque ad occásum, * laudábile nomen Dómini.
112:4 Excélsus super omnes gentes Dóminus, * et super cælos glória ejus.
112:5 Quis sicut Dóminus, Deus noster, qui in altis hábitat, * (6) et humília réspicit in cælo et in terra?
112:7 Súscitans a terra ínopem, * et de stércore érigens páuperem:
112:8 Ut cóllocet eum cum princípibus, * cum princípibus pópuli sui.
112:9 Qui habitáre facit stérilem in domo, * matrem filiórum lætántem.
℣ Glória Patri, et Fílio, * et Spirítui Sancto.
℟ Sicut erat in princípio, et nunc, et semper, * et in sǽcula sæculórum. Amen.
Ant. Recédite a me, amáre flebo, nolíte incúmbere, ut consolémini me.
Ant. Non est ei * spécies neque decor, et vídimus eum, et non erat aspéctus.
Psalmus 121 [3]
121:1 Lætátus sum in his, quæ dicta sunt mihi: * In domum Dómini íbimus.
121:2 Stantes erant pedes nostri, * in átriis tuis, Jerúsalem.
121:3 Jerúsalem, quæ ædificátur ut cívitas: * cujus participátio ejus in idípsum.
121:4 Illuc enim ascendérunt tribus, tribus Dómini: * testimónium Israël ad confiténdum nómini Dómini.
121:5 Quia illic sedérunt sedes in judício, * sedes super domum David.
121:6 Rogáte quæ ad pacem sunt Jerúsalem: * et abundántia diligéntibus te:
121:7 Fiat pax in virtúte tua: * et abundántia in túrribus tuis.
121:8 Propter fratres meos, et próximos meos, * loquébar pacem de te:
121:9 Propter domum Dómini, Dei nostri, * quæsívi bona tibi.
℣ Glória Patri, et Fílio, * et Spirítui Sancto.
℟ Sicut erat in princípio, et nunc, et semper, * et in sǽcula sæculórum. Amen.
Ant. Non est ei spécies neque decor, et vídimus eum, et non erat aspéctus.
Ant. A planta pedis * usque ad vérticem cápitis non est in eo sánitas.
Psalmus 126 [4]
126:1a Nisi Dóminus ædificáverit domum, * in vanum laboravérunt qui ædíficant eam.
126:1b Nisi Dóminus custodíerit civitátem, * frustra vígilat qui custódit eam.
126:2a Vanum est vobis ante lucem súrgere: * súrgite postquam sedéritis, qui manducátis panem dolóris.
126:2b Cum déderit diléctis suis somnum: * (3) ecce heréditas Dómini fílii: merces, fructus ventris.
126:4 Sicut sagíttæ in manu poténtis: * ita fílii excussórum.
126:5 Beátus vir, qui implévit desidérium suum ex ipsis: * non confundétur cum loquétur inimícis suis in porta.
℣ Glória Patri, et Fílio, * et Spirítui Sancto.
℟ Sicut erat in princípio, et nunc, et semper, * et in sǽcula sæculórum. Amen.
Ant. A planta pedis usque ad vérticem cápitis non est in eo sánitas.
Ant. Fulcíte me flóribus, * stipáte me malis, quia amóre lángueo.
Psalmus 147 [5]
147:1 Lauda, Jerúsalem, Dóminum: * lauda Deum tuum, Sion.
147:2 Quóniam confortávit seras portárum tuárum: * benedíxit fíliis tuis in te.
147:3 Qui pósuit fines tuos pacem: * et ádipe fruménti sátiat te.
147:4 Qui emíttit elóquium suum terræ: * velóciter currit sermo ejus.
147:5 Qui dat nivem sicut lanam: * nébulam sicut cínerem spargit.
147:6 Mittit crystállum suam sicut buccéllas: * ante fáciem frígoris ejus quis sustinébit?
147:7 Emíttet verbum suum, et liquefáciet ea: * flabit spíritus ejus, et fluent aquæ.
147:8 Qui annúntiat verbum suum Jacob: * justítias, et judícia sua Israël.
147:9 Non fecit táliter omni natióni: * et judícia sua non manifestávit eis.
℣ Glória Patri, et Fílio, * et Spirítui Sancto.
℟ Sicut erat in princípio, et nunc, et semper, * et in sǽcula sæculórum. Amen.
Ant. Fulcíte me flóribus, stipáte me malis, quia amóre lángueo.
Ant. Where has your beloved gone, * O most beautiful of women? Where has your beloved turned aside, that we may seek him with you?
Psalm 109 [1]
109:1a The Lord said to my Lord, * “Sit at my right hand,
109:1b until I make your enemies * your footstool.”
109:2 The Lord will send forth the scepter of your power from Zion. * Rule in the midst of your enemies.
109:3 Sovereignty is with you in the day of your power, in the splendor of the saints. * From the womb, before the morning star, I begot you.
109:4 The Lord has sworn, and he will not repent: * “You are a priest forever, according to the order of Melchizedek.”
109:5 The Lord is at your right hand. * He has broken kings in the day of his wrath.
109:6 He will judge between the nations; he will fill up ruination. * He will shatter heads in the land of the many.
109:7 He will drink from the torrent on the way. * Because of this, he will exalt the head.
℣ Glory be to the Father, and to the Son, * and to the Holy Spirit.
℟ As it was in the beginning, is now, and ever shall be, * world without end. Amen.
Ant. Where has your beloved gone, O most beautiful of women? Where has your beloved turned aside, that we may seek him with you?
Ant. Depart from me; * I will weep bitterly; do not press upon me to comfort me.
Psalm 112 [2]
112:1 Praise the Lord, children. * Praise the name of the Lord.
112:2 (a bow is made) Blessed is the name of the Lord, * from this time forward and even forever.
112:3 From the rising of the sun, even to its setting, * praiseworthy is the name of the Lord.
112:4 The Lord is high above all nations, * and his glory is high above the heavens.
112:5 Who is like the Lord, our God, who dwells on high, * (6) and who gazes upon the humble things in heaven and on earth?
112:7 He lifts up the needy from the ground, * and he raises the poor from the dunghill,
112:8 so that he may place him with the leaders, * with the leaders of his people.
112:9 He causes a barren woman to live in a house, * as the joyful mother of sons.
℣ Glory be to the Father, and to the Son, * and to the Holy Spirit.
℟ As it was in the beginning, is now, and ever shall be, * world without end. Amen.
Ant. Depart from me; I will weep bitterly; do not press upon me to comfort me.
Ant. He has * neither form nor comeliness; we saw him, and there was no beauty.
Psalm 121 [3]
121:1 I rejoiced in the things that were said to me: * “We shall go into the house of the Lord.”
121:2 Our feet were standing * in your courts, O Jerusalem.
121:3 Jerusalem has been built as a city, * whose parts are united together.
121:4 For to that place, the tribes ascended, the tribes of the Lord: * the testimony of Israel, to confess to the name of the Lord.
121:5 For in that place, thrones are established for judgment, * thrones over the house of David.
121:6 Petition for the things that are for the peace of Jerusalem, * and for abundance for those who love you.
121:7 Let peace be in your virtue, * and abundance in your towers.
121:8 For the sake of my brothers and my neighbors, * I spoke peace about you.
121:9 For the sake of the house of the Lord our God, * I sought good things for you.
℣ Glory be to the Father, and to the Son, * and to the Holy Spirit.
℟ As it was in the beginning, is now, and ever shall be, * world without end. Amen.
Ant. He has neither form nor comeliness; we saw him, and there was no beauty.
Ant. From the sole of the foot * to the crown of the head there is no soundness in him.
Psalm 126 [4]
126:1a Unless the Lord has built the house, * those who build it have labored in vain.
126:1b Unless the Lord has guarded the city, * he who guards it watches in vain.
126:2a It is in vain that you rise before daylight, * rise up after you have sat down, you who eat the bread of sorrow.
126:2b Whereas, to his beloved, he will give sleep. * (3) Behold, the inheritance of the Lord is sons, the reward is the fruit of the womb.
126:4 Like arrows in the hand of the powerful, * so are the sons of those who have been cast out.
126:5 Blessed is the man who has filled his desire from these things. * He will not be confounded when he speaks to his enemies at the gate.
℣ Glory be to the Father, and to the Son, * and to the Holy Spirit.
℟ As it was in the beginning, is now, and ever shall be, * world without end. Amen.
Ant. From the sole of the foot to the crown of the head there is no soundness in him.
Ant. Sustain me with flowers, * surround me with apples, for I languish with love.
Psalm 147 [5]
147:1 Praise the Lord, O Jerusalem. * Praise your God, O Zion.
147:2 For he has reinforced the bars of your gates. * He has blessed your sons within you.
147:3 He has stationed peace at your borders, * and he has satisfied you with the fat of the grain.
147:4 He sends forth his eloquence to the earth. * His word runs swiftly.
147:5 He provides snow like wool. * He strews mist like ashes.
147:6 He sends his ice crystals like morsels. * Who can stand firm before the face of his cold?
147:7 He will send forth his word, and it will melt them. * His Spirit will breathe out, and the waters will flow.
147:8 He announces his word to Jacob, * his justices and his judgments to Israel.
147:9 He has not done so for any other nation, * and he has not made his judgments manifest to them.
℣ Glory be to the Father, and to the Son, * and to the Holy Spirit.
℟ As it was in the beginning, is now, and ever shall be, * world without end. Amen.
Ant. Sustain me with flowers, surround me with apples, for I languish with love.
Capitulum Hymnus Versus
Lam 2:13
Cui comparábo te? vel cui assimilábo te, fília Jerúsalem? cui exæquábo te, et consolábor te, virgo fília Sion? Magna est velut mare contrítio tua.
℟ Deo grátias.
Hymnus
Jam toto súbitus vesper eat polo,
Et sol attónitum præcípitet diem,
Dum sævæ récolo ludíbrium necis,
Divinámque catástrophen.
Spectátrix áderas supplício, Parens,
Malis uda, gerens cor adamántinum;
Natus funérea péndulus in cruce
Altos dum gémitus dabat.
Pendens ante óculos Natus, atrócibus
Sectus verbéribus, Natus hiántibus
Fossus vulnéribus, quot penetrántibus
Te confíxit acúleis!
Eheu! Sputa, álapæ, vérbera, vúlnera,
Clavi, fel, áloë, spóngia, láncea,
Sitis, spina, cruor, quam vária pium
Cor pressére tyránnide!
Cunctis intérea stas generósior,
Virgo, Martýribus: prodígio novo,
In tantis móriens non móreris, Parens,
Diris fixa dolóribus.
Sit summæ Tríadi glória, laus, honor,
A qua supplíciter, sollícita prece,
Posco virgínei róboris ǽmulas
Vires rebus in ásperis.
Amen.
℣ Regína Mártyrum, ora pro nobis.
℟ Quæ juxta crucem Jesu constitísti.
Lam 2:13
To what shall I compare you, or to what shall I liken you, O daughter of Jerusalem? To what shall I equate you, so as to console you, O virgin daughter of Zion? For your destruction is as great as the sea.
℟ Thanks be to God.
Hymn
Now let the darkling eve mount suddenly on high,
The sun affrighted reave his splendours from the sky,
While I in silence grieve o'er the mocked agony
And the divine catastrophe.
Grief-drenched, thou dost appear with heart of adamant,
O Mother; and dost hear the great hierophant,
Upon his wooden bier locked in the arms of death,
Utter in groans his parting breath.
What lookest thou upon, mangled and bruised and torn?
Ah, 'tis the very Son thy yearning breast hath borne!
Surely, each breaking moan and each deep-mouthèd wound
Its fellow in thy heart hath found!
Alas! Spittle, blows, scourges, wounds,
Nails, gall, aloes, sponge and lance,
Thirst, thorns and blood: with what manifold tyranny
They crushed thy loving heart!
Yet thou with patient mien beneath his cross dost stand,
Nobler in this, I ween, than all the martyr-band:
A thousand deaths, O Queen, upon thy spirit lie,
Yet thou, O marvel! dost not die.
O Holy Trinity, let earth and heaven raise
Their song of laud to thee the while my spirit prays:—
When evil comes to me, the strength do thou impart
That erst upheld thy Mother's heart!
Amen.
℣ Queen of Martyrs, pray for us.
℟ Who stood beside the Cross of Jesus.
Canticum: Magnificat
Ant. Oppréssit me dolor, * et fácies mea intúmuit a fletu, et pálpebræ meæ caligavérunt.
Canticum B. Mariæ Virginis
Luc. 1:46-55
1:46 Magníficat ✠ * ánima mea Dóminum.
1:47 Et exsultávit spíritus meus: * in Deo, salutári meo.
1:48 Quia respéxit humilitátem ancíllæ suæ: * ecce enim ex hoc beátam me dicent omnes generatiónes.
1:49 Quia fecit mihi magna qui potens est: * et sanctum nomen ejus.
1:50 Et misericórdia ejus, a progénie in progénies: * timéntibus eum.
1:51 Fecit poténtiam in brácchio suo: * dispérsit supérbos mente cordis sui.
1:52 Depósuit poténtes de sede: * et exaltávit húmiles.
1:53 Esuriéntes implévit bonis: * et dívites dimísit inánes.
1:54 Suscépit Israël púerum suum: * recordátus misericórdiæ suæ.
1:55 Sicut locútus est ad patres nostros: * Ábraham, et sémini ejus in sǽcula.
℣ Glória Patri, et Fílio, * et Spirítui Sancto.
℟ Sicut erat in princípio, et nunc, et semper, * et in sǽcula sæculórum. Amen.
Ant. Oppréssit me dolor, et fácies mea intúmuit a fletu, et pálpebræ meæ caligavérunt.
Ant. Grief has oppressed me, * and my face has swollen from weeping, and my eyelids have grown dim.
Canticle of the Blessed Virgin Mary
Luc 1:46-55
1:46 My soul ✠ * magnifies the Lord.
1:47 And my spirit leaps for joy * in God my Savior.
1:48 For he has looked with favor on the humility of his handmaid. * For behold, from this time, all generations shall call me blessed.
1:49 For he who is mighty has done great things for me, * and holy is his name.
1:50 And his mercy is from generation to generations * for those who fear him.
1:51 He has accomplished powerful deeds with his arm. * He has scattered the arrogant in the intentions of their heart.
1:52 He has deposed the powerful from their seat, * and he has exalted the humble.
1:53 He has filled the hungry with good things, * and the rich he has sent away empty.
1:54 He has taken up his servant Israel, * mindful of his mercy,
1:55 just as he spoke to our fathers: * to Abraham and to his offspring forever.
℣ Glory be to the Father, and to the Son, * and to the Holy Spirit.
℟ As it was in the beginning, is now, and ever shall be, * world without end. Amen.
Ant. Grief has oppressed me, and my face has swollen from weeping, and my eyelids have grown dim.
Oratio
℣ Dómine, exáudi oratiónem meam.
℟ Et clamor meus ad te véniat.
Orémus.
Deus, in cujus passióne, secúndum Simeónis prophetíam, dulcíssimam ánimam gloriósæ Vírginis et Matris Maríæ dolóris gládius pertransívit: concéde propítius; ut, qui dolóres ejus venerándo recólimus, passiónis tuæ efféctum felícem consequámur:
Qui vivis et regnas cum Deo Patre, in unitáte Spíritus Sancti, Deus, per ómnia sǽcula sæculórum.
℟ Amen.
℣ O Lord, hear my prayer.
℟ And let my cry come before you.
Let us pray.
O God, in whose Passion the sword of sorrow pierced the most sweet soul of the glorious Virgin and Mother Mary, according to the prophecy of Simeon: graciously grant that we who reverently commemorate her sorrows may happily obtain the saving effect of your Passion:
Who live and reign with God the Father, in the unity of the Holy Spirit, God, for ever and ever.
℟ Amen.
Conclusio
℣ Dómine, exáudi oratiónem meam.
℟ Et clamor meus ad te véniat.
℣ Benedicámus Dómino.
℟ Deo grátias.
℣ Fidélium ánimæ per misericórdiam Dei requiéscant in pace.
℟ Amen.
℣ O Lord, hear my prayer.
℟ And let my cry come before you.
℣ Let us bless the Lord.
℟ Thanks be to God.
℣ May the souls of the faithful, through the mercy of God, rest in peace.
℟ Amen.