No. 114
THE HOLY SOULS
Ye Souls of the Faithful
O vos fideles animae
Tr. by Father Caswall from an Italian Hymn Book
Arr. by N. A. M.
Moderato
1.
Ye souls of the faithful, who sleep in the Lord,
Who yet are shut out from your final reward:
O! would I could lend you assistance to fly
From prison below to your palace on high.
2.
O Father of mercies, Thine anger withhold;
These works of Thy Hand in Thy mercy behold:
Too oft from Thy path they have wandered aside,
But Thee, their Creator, they never denied.
3.
O tender Redeemer, their misery see:
Deliver the souls that were ransomed by Thee:
Behold how they love Thee, despite of their pain:
Restore them, restore them to favor again.
4.
O Spirit of Grace, Thou Consoler divine,
See how for Thy presence they longingly pine,
To lift, to enliven their sadness, descend;
And fill them with peace and with joy in the end.
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No. 115
THE HOLY SOULS
O turn to Jesus, Mother, turn
Father Faber
From a Slovak Hymnal
Arr. by N. A. M.
Lento
1.
O turn to Jesus, Mother! Turn,
And call Him by His tenderest names;
Pray for Holy Souls that burn
This hour amid the cleansing flames.
2.
Ah! They have fought a gallant fight;
In death's cold arms they persevered;
And after life's uncherry night,
The arbour of their rest is neared.
3.
They are the children of thy tears;
Then hasten, Mother, to their aid;
In pity think each hour appears
An age while glory is delayed.
4.
O Mary, let thy Son no more
His lingering Spouses thus expect:
God's children to their God restore,
And to the Spirit His elect.
5.
Pray, then, as thou hast ever prayed;
Angels and souls, all look to thee;
God waits thy pray'rs, for He hath made
Those pray'rs His law of charity.
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No. 116
THE HOLY SOULS
Unto him, for whom this day
Recessional
Rt. Rev. Msgr. H. T. Henry, Litt. D.
Nicola A. Montani
Andante religioso (non troppo lento)
1.
Unto him, for whom, this day;
Juste judex ultionis
We in love and pity pray;
Donum fac remissionis
Refrain
Pie Jesu Domine,
Dona ei requiem.
2.
When at Judgement he shall stand,
Rex tremendae majestatis,
Grant him what Thy love hath planned,
Qui salvandos salvas gratis.
3.
He hath fought the gallant fight
Inter oves locum praesta,
Lead Him on to Heaven's light
Statuens in parte dextra.
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No. 117
THE HOLY SOULS
Out of the depths
De Profundis
S. Webbe
With devotion
1.
Out of the depths to Thee, O Lord, I cry,
Lord! Gracious turn Thine ear to suppliant sigh;
If sins of men Thou scann'st, who may stand
That searching eye of Thine, and chast'ning hand?
2.
Oh, bear our pray'rs and sighs, Redeemer blest,
And grant Thy holy souls eternal rest
And let perpetual light upon them shine;
For tho' not spotless, still these souls are Thine.
3.
To be appeased in wrath, dear Lord, is Thine;
Thou mercy with Thy justice canst combine;
Thy blood our countless stains can wash away:
This is Thy, law our hope and steadfast stay.
4.
This God Himself shall come from Heav'n above,
The Christ! The God of mercy and of love!
He comes, He comes! The God Incarnate He!
And by His glorious death makes all men free!
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No. 118
HEAVEN
Jerusalem the Golden
Urbs Sion aurea
Bernard of Cluny
J. Grabowski
Translated by J. M. Neale
Arr. by N. A. M.
Con Moto
1.
Jerusalem the Golden,
With milk and honey blest,
Beneath thy contemplation
Sink heart and voice opprest;
I know not--Oh, I know not
What joys await us there;
What radiancy of glory,
What bliss beyond compare.
2.
They stand, those Halls of Sion,
All jubilant with song,
And bright with many an Angel,
And all the Martyr throng;
The Prince is ever in them,
His light is always seen;
The pastures of the blessed
Are decked in glorious sheen.
3.
There is the throne of David,
And bliss without alloy;
The shout of them that triumph,
The song of festal joy;
And they, who with their Leader
Have conquered in the fight,
For ever and for ever
Are clad in robes of white.
4.
O sweet and blessed country,
The home of God's elect!
O sweet and blessed country
That eager hearts expect!
Jesu, in mercy bring us
To that dear land of rest;
Who art, with God the Father,
And Spirit, ever blest.
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