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Our Lord and His Holy Apostles at the Last Supper

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But Christ having come a high priest of the good things to come, through the greater and more perfect tabernacle, not made with hands, that is to say, not of this creation, nor yet through the blood of goats and calves, but through his own blood, entered in once for all into the holy place, having obtained eternal redemption.

Hebrews 9:11-12

Sunday, November 20, 2005

Feast of Christ the King

Akathist Hymn to Our Lord, the Most Sweet Jesus

Sixth Chant

The light of Your truth shines forth
throughout the entire universe
and destroys the falsehoods of the devil.
Idols, being no match for Your power, O Savior,
fall down before You.
And we, who have received salvation, sing to You:
O Jesus, truly You have destroyed error!
O Jesus, Light Brighter than All Others!
O Jesus, Our King Surpassing All in Strength!
O Jesus, You delight in showing mercy!
O Jesus, Bread of Life, satisfy my hunger!
O Jesus, Fount of Intelligence, quench my thirst for truth!
O Jesus, Garment of Joy, cover me who am corruptible!
O Jesus, Joyous Shelter, protect me who am unworthy!
O Jesus, Who grants every prayer, grant me tears for my sins!
O Jesus, Possession of All Who Seek, possess my soul!
O Jesus, Contemplation of the Wise, open my Mind to penance!
O Jesus, Who paid the price for my sinfulness, cleanse me of sin!
O Jesus, Son of God, have mercy on me!


Fulfilling the precious mystery
revealed from the beginning of time,
You were led as a sheep to the slaughter,
and, as an innocent lamb,
You were silent before the shearers.
As God, You rose from the dead, and with glory,
You ascended into heaven,
so that we, exalted, might sing to Him: Alleluia!

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Thursday, November 17, 2005

Of the Blessed Sacrament of the Altar

Of the Blessed Sacrament of the Altar
By Robert Southwell, Catholic priest, martyr (1561–1595)

The angels’ eyes, whom veils cannot deceive,
Might best disclose that best they do discern;
Men must with sound and silent faith receive
More than they can by sense or reason learn;
God’s power our proofs, His works our wit exceed,
The doer’s might is reason of His deed.

A body is endued with ghostly rights;
And Nature’s work from Nature’s law is free;
In heavenly sun lie hid eternal lights,
Lights clear and near, yet them no eye can see;
Dead forms a never-dying life do shroud;
A boundless sea lies in a little cloud.

The God of Hosts in slender host doth dwell,
Yea, God and man with all to either due,
That God that rules the heavens and rifled hell,
That man whose death did us to life renew:
That God and man that is the angels’ bliss,
In form of bread and wine our nurture is.

Whole may His body be in smallest bread,
Whole in the whole, yea whole in every crumb;
With which be one or be ten thousand fed,
All to each one, to all but one doth come;
And though each one as much as all receive,
Not one too much, nor all too little have.

One soul in man in all in every part;
One face at once in many mirrors shines;
One fearful noise doth make a thousand start;
One eye at once of countless things defines;
If proofs of one in many Nature frame,
God may in stranger sort perform the same.

God present is at once in every place,
Yet God in every place is ever one;
So may there be by gifts of ghostly grace,
One man in many rooms, yet filling none;
Since angels may effects of bodies shew,
God angels’ gifts on bodies may bestow.

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