At the Cross her station keeping

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At the cross her station keeping, stood the mournful mother weeping, close to Jesus at the last, Through her soul, of joy bereavèd, bowed with anguish, deeply grievèd, now at length the sword hath passed.

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O, that blessed one, grief-laden, blessed Mother, blessed Maiden, Mother of the all-holy One;

O that silent, ceaseless mourning,

O those dim eyes, never turning from that wondrous, suffering Son.

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Who, on Christ's dear mother gazing, in her trouble so amazing, born of woman, would not weep?

Who, on Christ's dear Mother thinking, such a cup of sorrow drinking, would not share her sorrows deep?

For his people's sins, in anguish, there she saw the victim languish, bleed in torments, bleed and die. Saw the Lord's anointed taken, saw her Child in death for taken, heard his last expiring cry.

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In the passion of my Maker, be my sinful soul partaker, may I bear with her my part; of his passion bear the token, in a spirit bowed and broken bear his death within my heart.

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May his wounds both wound and heal me, he enkindle, cleanse, and heal me, be his cross my hope and stay. May he, when the mountains quiver, from that flame which burns for ever shield me on the judgment day.

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Jesus, may thy cross defend me, and thy saving death befriend me, cherished by thy deathless grace: when to dust my dust returneth, grant a soul that to thee yearneth in thy paradise a place.

Come O spirit from above 1

Come O spirit from above come from your celestial heights come with Your blessed light so radiant bright.

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Come O Savior of the poor, come O source of gifts ensured come with Your gentle hope, so wondrous and pure.

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In our labor, rest most sweet; grateful coolness in the heat. Console our restless lives, by Your comfort, we seek.

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Bend the stubborn heart and will, melt the frozen, warm the chill. Come guide our searching minds toward Your promise fulfilled.

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Grant us virtue's sure reward, may Your gracious love be sent.

Come with Your peace and joy that shall never end.

Because you live again, O Rose

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Because you live again, O Rose Who bloomed in Guadalupe's snows, In this your image, flow'ring fair, Our songs as flowers fill the air.

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O Virgin, Rose in brambles grown, Who chose this people for your own Your flow'ring image glorifies The tangled brushwood of our lives.

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God made you lovely past compare, Your life was one unfolding prayer; And then He fashioned you again, An image which He gave to men.

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We pray, protect us as your own And intercede at Heaven's throne; While here we kneel before your face, Send down a ray of saving grace.

O Virgin all lovely 1

O Virgin all lovely, O Mother all gracious, O Daughter of God. O Star brightly shining,

O Rose sweetly fragrant, O Lily pure.

Refrain Joyous we praise thee, Virgin all lovely

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O Daughter of God. O Dwelling of glory, Thou Whiter than iv'ry, O House all of gold. The Word there resideth; Thy God thou adorest In joyous love.

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O Virgin all holy, Thy soul filled with graces,

O Mother of God, Be near us in danger; To us make propitious Thy Son, our Judge.

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Ocean star, we greet you

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Ocean star, we greet you; Maid of fame immortal, God's beloved Mother, Heaven's joyous portal.

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Even as the angel

Used the name of Eva, Changing it to Ave, Greet us, make us peaceful.

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Break our chains forever; Banish ev'ry sadness; Be our light to guide us; Be our ev'ry gladness.

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Be our intercessor; Show yourself a mother: Jesus came to save us

Through you and no other.

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Praise to God the Father, To the Son forever, And the Holy Spirit, Three in One together.

Sounds of joy

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Sounds of joy have put to flight

All the sadness of the night: Now a maid beyond compare Hears her praises fill the air: Virgo María.

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Who is she whom angels sing, Making all creation ring?

She it is who wins our praise, As on earth our voice we raise: Virgo María.

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Queen of virgins, Maiden mild, Hear me, take me for your child. Ever my protector be; Bring eternal life to me: Virgo María.

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Mighty Godhead, Three in One, While eternal ages run, Look to Mary, full of grace, And forgive the human race: Virgo María.

When Mary, immaculate, tender and mild

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When Mary, immaculate, tender and mild, Could find but a manger as crib for her Child, Her pure heart rejoiced in the Infant so fair, Protected by Joseph, the holy one, near.

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When Mary, saw Jesus, her baby, asleep, His pillow, the straw in a stable for sheep, Her sorrow was great when, behold from the sky, Bright choirs of God's angels brought joy from on high.

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When Mary thought sadly that Christ the great King, Had none but poor shepherds their homage to bring, Then kings from the Orient came to adore, And Mary, His mother, was joyful once more.

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When Mary lost Jesus and sought in despair, She looked in the temple and lo, He was there. The heart of the mother was filled with great joy To find midst the doctors her well-beloved Boy.

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When Mary saw Jesus on Calvary's hill, The crucified Victim, obeying God's will, A sword pierced her heart, yet she knew, though she wept, That Christ, our Redeemer, was God's promise kept.

All of seeing

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All of seeing, all of hearing, Ev'ry fragrance we perceive, All our touch and all our tasting, In thy Heart we consecrate. In its cooling fire, Mary, All our senses immolate.

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All of heart can know of sadness, Ev'ry thing it knows of joy, Ev'ry thing it feels as fearsome, In thy Heart we consecrate. In its noble fire, Mary, All our passions elevate.

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All the soul can claim of wisdom, All it stores in memory, All the science that we master, In thy Heart we consecrate. In its humble fire, Mary, All our knowledge dedicate.

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All our hearts perceive as lofty, All that moves our will to love, Ev'ry gift that makes us Christ-like, In thy Heart we consecrate. In its living fire, Mary, All our being consummate.

As I kneel before you

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As I kneel before you, As I bow my head in prayer, Take this day, make it yours and fill me with your love.

Refrain Ave Maria, Gratia plena, Dominus tecum, Benedicta tu.

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All I have I give you, Every dream and wish are yours, Mother of Christ, Mother of mine, present them to my Lord.

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As I kneel before you, And I see your smiling face, Ev'ry thought, ev'ry word Is lost in your embrace.

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Bring Flowers of the Rarest

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O Mary we crown thee with blossoms today! Queen of the Angels and Queen of the May.

O Mary we crown thee with blossoms today, Queen of the Angels and Queen of the May.

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Bring flowers of the rarest bring blossoms the fairest, from garden and woodland and hillside and dale; our full hearts are swelling, our glad voices telling the praise of the loveliest flower of the vale!

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Their lady they name thee, Their mistress proclaim thee, Ah, grant that thy children on earth be as true as long as the bowers are radiant with flowers, as long as the azure shall keep its bright hue

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Sing gaily in chorus; the bright angels o'er us re-echo the strains we begin upon earth; their harps are repeating the notes of our greeting, for Mary herself is the cause of our mirth

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City of God

Awake from your slumber! Arise from your sleep!

A new day is dawning for all those who weep

The people in darkness have seen a great light

The Lord of our longing has conquered the night

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Let us build the city of God

May our tears be turned into dancing!

For the Lord, our light and our love Has turned the night into day!

We are sons of the morning; we are daughters of day

The One who has loved us has brightened our way

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Let us build the city of God

May our tears be turned into dancing

For the Lord, our light and our love Has turned the night into day

God is light; in him there is no darkness

Let us walk in his light, his children, one and all

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Let us build the city of God

May our tears be turned into dancing!

For the Lord, our light and our love Has turned the night into day!