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The Catholic Church and Personal Parish of Our Lady of Walsingham with Saint Cuthbert Mayne

REMEMBRANCE SUNDAY REQUIEM MASS with An Act of Remembrance The bell is rung and the introit is sung as the celebrant kisses the altar. The Gloria is not sung. PSALM 23 (Crimond) The Lord's my Shepherd, I'll not want.he makes me down to lie in pastures green; he leadeth me the quiet waters by. My table thou hast furnished My soul he doth restore again; in presence of my foes; and me to walk doth make my head thou dost with oil anoint, within the paths of righteousness, and my cup overflows. even for his own Name's sake. Goodness and mercy all my life Yea, though I walk in death's dark vale, shall surely follow me; yet will I fear no ill; and in God's house for evermore for thou art with me; and thy rod my dwelling place shall be. and staff my comfort still. The Tract is sung before the Gospel After the recitation of The Creed there follows an Act of Remembrance for all victims of war during which there is two minutes of silent prayer for those killed, wounded and mentally scarred by war. The Russian Kontakion of the Departed is sung. The concluding prayer is offered. The Mass then continues in the normal way. OFFERTORY HYMN ABIDE with me ; fast falls the eventide ; The darkness deepens ; Lord, with me abide ! When other helpers fail, and comforts flee, Help of the helpless, O abide with me. Swift to its close ebbs out life's little day ; Earth's joys grow dim, its glories pass away ; Change and decay in all around I see ; thou who changest not, abide with me.


I need thy presence every passing hour ; What but thy grace can foil the tempter's power ? Who like thyself my guide and stay can be ? Through cloud and sunshine, O abide with me. I fear no foe with thee at hand to bless ; Ills have no weight, and tears no bitterness. Where is death's sting ? where, grave, thy victory ? I triumph still, if thou abide with me. Hold thou thy Cross before my closing eyes ; Shine through the gloom, and point me to the skies : Heaven's morning breaks, and earth's vain shadows flee ; In life, in death, O Lord, abide with me ! O Lamb of God that takest away the sins of the world. Grant them rest. O Lamb of God that takest away the sins of the world. Grant them rest. O Lamb of God that takest away the sins of the world. COMMUNION HYMN

Be still for the presence of the Lord The Holy One is here Come bow before Him now With reverence and fear In Him no sin is found We stand on holy ground Be still for the presence of the Lord The Holy One is here Be still for the glory of the Lord Is shining all around He burns with holy fire With splendour He is crowned How awesome is the sight Our radiant King of light Be still for the glory of the Lord Is shining all around After the Dismissal

Be still for the power of the Lord Is moving in this place He comes to cleanse and heal To minister His grace No work too hard for Him In faith receive from Him Be still for the power of the Lord Is moving in this place

PRAYER OF ST MICHAEL Holy Michael, Archangel, defend us in the day of battle. Be thou our defence against the wickedness and snares of the Devil. May God rebuke him, we humbly pray, and do thou, O Prince of the heavenly hosts,


by the power of God, thrust down to hell Satan, and all wicked spirits, who wander through the world for the ruin of souls. Amen. THE ANGELUS The angel of the Lord brought tidings to Mary And she conceived by the Holy Spirit. Hail Mary... Behold the handmaid of the Lord. be it unto me according to thy word. Hail Mary... The Word was made flesh. And dwelt amongst us. Hail Mary... Pray for us, O Holy Mother of God. That we may be made worthy of the promises of Christ. Let us pray. We beseech thee O Lord, pour thy grace upon us, that as we have known the incarnation of thy Son Jesus Christ by the message of an Angel, so by His death and passion we may be brought unto the glory of His resurrection, through Christ our Lord. Amen.

NOTICES M T W Th F S

14th 15th 16th 17th 18th 19th

Sundays: Year C Weekday: Year II

Feria Feria Feria Feria Feria BVM on Saturday

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12.00 18.30 10.00 10.00 10.00 10.00

Mattins will be said publicly on Tuesday to Friday and at 7.50 Saturday and Sunday at 9.00. For up to date information:

ourladyofwalsingham.online We will be collecting for a food bank. So if you would like to donate you may do so here. We should be moving into The Lady Chapel from Monday 26th of November.


The Parable of the Old Man and the Young Wilfred Owen - 1893-1918 So Abram rose, and clave the wood, and went, And took the fire with him, and a knife. And as they sojourned both of them together, Isaac the first-born spake and said, My Father, Behold the preparations, fire and iron, But where the lamb for this burnt-offering? Then Abram bound the youth with belts and straps, and builded parapets and trenches there, And stretchèd forth the knife to slay his son. When lo! an angel called him out of heaven, Saying, Lay not thy hand upon the lad, Neither do anything to him. Behold, A ram, caught in a thicket by its horns; Offer the Ram of Pride instead of him. But the old man would not so, but slew his son, And half the seed of Europe, one by one. Mary, Queen of Peace, save us all, who have so much trust in you, from wars, hatred and oppression. Make us all learn to live in peace, do what is demanded by justice and respect the rights of every person, so that peace may be firmly established. Amen. St John Paul II Lord Jesus Christ, who are called the Prince of Peace, who are yourself our peace and reconciliation, who so often said, “Peace to you,” grant us peace. Make all men and women witnesses of truth, justice, and filial love. Banish from their hearts whatever might endanger peace. Enlighten our rulers that they may guarantee and defend the great gift of peace. May all peoples of the earth becomes as brothers and sisters. May longed-for peace blossom forth and reign always over us all. Amen. St John XXIII


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