Thursday, October 27, 2011

Veni, veni Emmanuel

Veni, veni Emmanuel,
Captivum solve Israel,
Qui gemit in exilio
Privatus Dei Filio.
Gaude, gaude! Emmanuel
nascetur pro te, Israel.



Veni, O Sapientia, 
quae hic disponis omnia, 
veni, viam prudentiae 
ut doceas et gloriae.


Veni, veni, rex gentium, 
Veni, redemptor omnium, 
ut salvas tuos famulos 
peccati sibi conscios.

Veni, o Jesse Virgula;
Ex hostis tuos ungula,
De specu tuos tartari
Deduc et antro barathri.
Gaude, gaude! Emmanuel
nascetur pro te, Israel.

Veni, veni, o Oriens
Solare nos adveniens;
Noctis depele nebulas
Dirasque noctis tenebras.
Gaude, gaude! Emmanuel
nascetur pro te, Israel.

Veni clavis Davidica;
Regna reclude caelica;
Fac iter tutum superum,
Et claude vias inferum.
Gaude, gaude! Emmanuel
nascetur pro te, Israel.

Veni, veni Adonai,
Qui populo in Sinai
Legem dedisti vertice,
In majestate gloriae.
Gaude, gaude! Emmanuel
nascetur pro te, Israel.



O come, O come, Emmanuel
And ransom captive Israel
That mourns in lonely exile here
Until the Son of God appear
Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel
Shall come to thee, O Israel.

O come, Thou Day-star, come and cheer
Our spirits by Thine advent here
Disperse the gloomy clouds of night
And death's dark shadows put to flight.
Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel
Shall come to thee, O Israel.

O come, Thou Key of David, come,
And open wide our heavenly home;
Make safe the way that leads to Thee,
And close the path to misery.
Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel
Shall come to thee, O Israel.

O come to lead us Adonai,
Who t
.o the tribes on height of Sinai

In ancient times did'st give the Law,
In cloud, and majesty and awe.
Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel
Shall come to thee, O Israel.

O come, Thou Rod of Jesse, free
Thine own from Satan's tyranny
From depths of Hell Thy people save
And give them victory o'er the grave
Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel
Shall come to thee, O Israel




Tuesday, October 18, 2011

Come down, O love divine

Come down, O love divine, seek Thou this soul of mine,
And visit it with Thine own ardor glowing.
O Comforter, draw near, within my heart appear,
And kindle it, Thy holy flame bestowing.

O let it freely burn, til earthly passions turn
To dust and ashes in its heat consuming;
And let Thy glorious light shine ever on my sight,
And clothe me round, the while my path illuming.

Let holy charity mine outward vesture be,
And lowliness become mine inner clothing;
True lowliness of heart, which takes the humbler part,
And o’er its own shortcomings weeps with loathing.

And so the yearning strong, with which the soul will long,
Shall far outpass the power of human telling;
For none can guess its grace, till he become the place
Wherein the Holy Spirit makes His dwelling.

Monday, October 10, 2011

Panis angelicus

Panis angelicus
fit panis hominum
dat panis coelicus
figuris terminum
O res mirabilis
manducat Dominum
pauper, pauper
Servus et humilis



Te trina Deitas
unaque poscimus:
Sic nos tu visita,
sicut te colimus;
Per tuas semitas
duc nos quo tendimus,
Ad lucem quam inhabitas.




The angelic bread
becomes the bread of men;
The heavenly bread
ends all prefigurations:
What wonder!
The Lord is eaten
by a poor and humble servant.
Triune God,
We beg of you:
visit us,
just as we worship you.
By your ways,
lead us where we are heading,
to the light in which you dwell



Taken from "Sacris Solemniis", written by St. Thomas Aquinas before the year 1274. It is the Matins hymn for Corpus Christi.

Sunday, August 21, 2011

GT

The greatest challenge in entering the context of [mystical discourse]
lies in disabusing ourselves of this spatial and temporal orientation.
Every text must be interpreted in the here and now, because this is
the only reality. The past is memory and the future is hope, but the
present is everything real.


So when you are asked what God did before God created the world, just
smile. And when you are asked what life will be like after we die,
just smile ...


Ron Miller

Monday, August 8, 2011

Comfortably numb

Hello,
Is there anybody in there
Just nod if you can hear me
Is there anyone at home
Come on now 
I hear you're feeling down
I can ease your pain
And get you on your feet again
Relax
I'll need some information first
Just the basic facts
Can you show me where it hurts



There is no pain, you are receding
A distant ship smoke on the horizon
You are coming through in waves
Your lips move but I can't hear what you're saying
When I was a child I had a fever
My hands felt just like two balloons
Now I've got that feeling once again
I can't explain, you would not understand
This is not how I am 
I have become comfortably numb

Okay 
Just a little pin prick
There'll be no more aaaaaaaah! 
But you may feel a little sick
Can you stand up?
I do belive it's working, good
That'll keep you going through the show 
Come on it's time to go.

There is no pain you are receding 
A distant ship smoke on the horizon
You are only coming through in waves 
Your lips move but I can't hear what you're saying 
When I was a child 
I caught a fleeting glimpse
Out of the corner of my eye
I turned to look but it was gone
I cannot put my finger on it now
The child is grown
The dream is gone
And I have become comfortably numb

Sunday, August 7, 2011

beati

beati pauperes spiritu quoniam ipsorum est regnum caelorum

beati mites quoniam ipsi possedebunt terram

beati qui lugent quoniam ipsi consolabauntur

beati qui esurient et sitiunt iustitiam quoniam ipsi saturabuntur

beati misericordes quia ipsi misericordiam consequentur

beati mundo corde quoniam ipsi Deum videbunt

beati pacifici quoniam filii Dei vocabuntur

beati qui persecutionem patiuntur propter iustitiam quoniam ipsorum est regnum caelorum


ego sum


ego sum panis vitae qui veniet ad me non esuriet et qui credit in me non sitiet umquam


ego sum lux mundi qui sequitur me non ambulabit in tenebris sed habebit lucem vita


ego sum ostium per me siquis introierit salvabitur et ingredietur et egredietur et pascua inveniet


ego sum pastor bonus bonus pastor animam suam dat pro ovibus


ego sum resurrectio et vita qui credit in me et si mortuus fuerit vivet


ego sum via et veritas and vita nemo venit ad Patrem nisi per me


ego sum vitis vera et Pater meus agricola est