Thursday, June 7, 2018

SACRATISSIMI CORDIS IESU





Ad I & II Vesperas: Philippus Bruni

Auctor beáte sæculi,
Christe, Redémptor ómnium,
lumen Patris de lúmine
Deúsque verus de Deo:

Amor coégit te tuus
mortále corpus súmere,
ut, novus Adam, rédderes
quod vetus ille abstúlerat:

Ille amor, almus ártifex
terræ marísque et síderum,
erráta patrum míserans
et nostra rumpens víncula.

Non corde discédat tuo
vis illa amóris íncliti:
hoc fonte gentes háuriant
remissiónis grátiam.

Ad hoc acérbam lánceam
passúmque ad hoc est vúlnera,
ut nos laváret sórdibus
unda fluénte et sánguine.

Iesu, tibi sit glória,
qui corde fundis grátiam,
cum Patre et almo Spíritu
in sempitérna sæcula. Amen.

Blessed creator of the world,  O Christ, redeemer of all, light from the light of the Father, and true God from God.  Your love compelled you to take a mortal body that you as the new Adam might restore what the old Adam took away.  That love, O generous maker of the earth and the seas and stars,  caused you to have mercy  on the errors of our fathers and to break our chains.  May the power of that glorious love never depart fron your heart; may the nations drink form that from that fountain the grace of the remission of sins. For this you suffered the sharp lance and for this the wounding that it might cleanse us from our sins by the flow of water and blood. To you, O Jesus, be glory, who poured from your heart grace, with the Father and strengthening Spirit, in eternal ages. Amen.

Ad Officium lectionis: Philippus Bruni

Cor, arca legem cóntinens
non servitútis véteris,
sed grátiæ, sed véniæ,
sed et misericórdiæ;

Cor, sanctuárium novi
intemerátum fœderis,
templum vetústo sánctius
velúmque scisso utílius:

Te vulnerátum cáritas
ictu paténti vóluit,
amóris invisíbilis
ut venerémur vúlnera.

Hoc sub amóris sýmbolo
passus cruénta et mýstica,
utrúmque sacrifícium
Christus sacérdos óbtulit.

Quis non amántem rédamet?
quis non redémptus díligat
et caritáte iúgiter
hærére Christo géstiat?

Iesu, tibi sit glória,
qui corde fundis grátiam,
cum Patre et almo Spíritu,
in sempitérna sæcula. Amen.

Your heart contains the law, not the of law of slavery, but the law of grace, of pardon and of mercy.  Your heart is the pure sanctuary of the new covenant, a holier temple than the old one, a veil more profitable than the one that was torn. Love desired that you be wounded with a blow that opens you, invisible love that we might worship your wounds. Under this symbol of love, Christ suffered cruelly and mystically, as a priest he offered a twofold sacrifice. Who would not respond in love of one who loves this way? Who redeemed would not love and in love cleave always to Christ?  O Jesus, to you be glory, who from your heart poured out grace, with the Father and strengthening Spirit, in eternal ages. Amen.

Ad Laudes matutinas: Bernardus claravallensis?

Iesu, auctor cleméntiæ,
totíus spes lætítiæ,
dulcóris fons et grátiæ,
veræ cordis delíciæ:

Iesu, spes pæniténtibus,
quam pius es peténtibus,
quam bonus te quæréntibus;
sed quid inveniéntibus?

Tua, Iesu, diléctio,
grata mentis reféctio,
replet sine fastídio,
dans famem desidério.

O Iesu dilectíssime,
spes suspirántis ánimæ,
te quærunt piæ lácrimæ,
te clamor mentis íntimæ.

Mane nobíscum, Dómine,
Mane novum cum lúmine,
pulsa noctis calígine
mundum replens dulcédine.

Iesu, summa benígnitas,
mira cordis iucúnditas,
incomprehénsa bónitas,
tua nos stringit cáritas.

Iesu, flos Matris vírginis,
amor nostræ dulcédinis,
laus tibi sine términis,
regnum beatitúdinis. Amen.


 O Jesus, author of mercy, the hope of complete joy and source of sweet grace and the true delight of the heart. O Jesus, hope of the penitent, how loving to those who ask you in prayer, how good to those who seek you; but what do they find? Your love, O Jesus, pleasing refreshment of the soul, he fills without weariness,   satisfying our hunger with desire. O most loving Jesus, hope of those who aspire for you, holy tears seek you, cry to you from deep inside the soul. Abide with us, O Lord, in the morning with the new light, drive away the darkness of night, filling the world with your sweetness.  O Jesus, highest kindness, wondrous joy of the heart, limitless goodness, your love urges us on. O Jesus, flower of the virgin Mother, love of our sweetness, praise to you without end in the kingdom blessed. Amen.

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