Lauds :
St. Ambrose
Ætérne rerum cónditor,
noctem diémque qui regis,
et témporum das témpora
ut álleves fastídium,
Præco diéi iam sonat,
noctis profúndæ pérvigil,
noctúrna lux viántibus
a nocte noctem ségregans.
Hoc excitátus lúcifer
solvit polum calígine;
hoc omnis errónum chorus
vias nocéndi déserit.
Hoc nauta vires cólligit
pontíque mitéscunt freta;
hoc, ipse Petra Ecclésiæ,
canénte, culpam díluit.
Iesu, labántes réspice
et nos vidéndo córrige;
si réspicis, lapsus cadunt
fletúque culpa sólvitur.
Tu, lux, refúlge sénsibus
mentísque somnum díscute;
te nostra vox primum sonet
et vota solvámus tibi.
Eternal Creator of things, you who rule night and day, and give the
time of the seasons that you may relieve our boredom. The cock, the watchman through the deep of night, now sounds, a nocturnal light for travelers, separating one from another. By this the morning star is aroused, the sky is parted from the darkness; by this every band of errors abandons its harmful ways. By this the sailor regains his strength and the raging sea is calmed; by this Peter himself, the rock of the Church, by song washes away his guilt. O Jesus, look upon those who are falling, for by one glance you correct; if you see us, our lapses fall and crime is absolved by tears. You, O Light, shine on our senses, may sleep of our souls depart; our voices sing to you and our promises to you are kept.
time of the seasons that you may relieve our boredom. The cock, the watchman through the deep of night, now sounds, a nocturnal light for travelers, separating one from another. By this the morning star is aroused, the sky is parted from the darkness; by this every band of errors abandons its harmful ways. By this the sailor regains his strength and the raging sea is calmed; by this Peter himself, the rock of the Church, by song washes away his guilt. O Jesus, look upon those who are falling, for by one glance you correct; if you see us, our lapses fall and crime is absolved by tears. You, O Light, shine on our senses, may sleep of our souls depart; our voices sing to you and our promises to you are kept.
When the Office of
Readings is read in the daytime: Aron 12th Century?
Dies ætásque céteris
octáva splendet sánctior
in te quam, Iesu, cónsecras,
primítiæ surgéntium.
Tu
tibi nostras ánimas
nunc primo conresúscita;
tibi consúrgant córpora
secúnda morte líbera.
Tibíque mox in núbibus,
Christe, ferámur óbviam
tecum victúri pérpetim:
tu vita, resurréctio.
Cuius vidéntes fáciem,
configurémur glóriæ;
te cognoscámus sicut es,
lux vera et suávitas.
Regnum, cum Patri tráditos,
plenos septéno chrísmate,
in
temet nos lætíficas,
consúmmet
Sancta Trínitas. Amen.
The eighth day is more holy and brighter than
other days, which you, O Jesus, consecrated as the first fruits of the
resurrection. First now raise our souls together
with you; then may our bodies rise free from the second death. O Christ, may we
soon be carried to meet you in the clouds, with you conquering forever: for you
are life and resurrection. Seeing your face, may we be transfigured into glory;
may we know you as you are: true light and goodness. May the Holy Trinity bring
the kingdom to fulfillment: making us glad in Christ, handed over to the Father
and filled with the seven-fold anointing. Amen.
Vespers: St. Gregory the
Great ?
Lucis
creátor óptime,
lucem
diérum próferens,
primórdiis
lucis novæ
mundi parans oríginem;
Qui mane iunctum vésperi
diem vocári prǽcipis:
tætrum chaos illábitur;
audi preces cum flétibus.
Ne mens graváta crímine
vitæ sit exsul múnere,
dum nil perénne cógitat
seséque culpis ílligat.
Cælórum pulset íntimum,
vitále tollat prǽmium;
vitémus omne nóxium,
purgémus omne péssimum.
Greatest Creator of light, providing and
fashioning the first beginnings of new light at the start of the world; You who
bid morning joined to evening to be called day: now dark disorder falls upon
us: hear our prayers with tears. Let not our minds heavy with sin be deprived of
the rewards of life and bind ourselves to sin with no thought for things
eternal. May our soul knock at the door of heaven, carry away the prize of
life; let us shun everything harmful, let us purge all that is evil.
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