Ad Officium lectionis:
Adamus a S. Victore?
Hymn for Office of Readings: Pentecost
Sr.
Juliet Mousseau, RSCJ, translator of the
Adam of Saint-Victor Sequences,
accepts his authorship of this hymn (Cf. Dallas Medieval Texts and
Translations 18). The hymn is assigned
to Monday in the Octave of Pentecost. It is composed of stanzas 1 & 2, 15,
18, 19 & 20 of the original twenty stanzas.
Happy light, noble light, fire sent down from the throne
upon Christ’s disciples. He fills
hearts, enriches tongues, he invites us to harmony of heart and melodies of
tongue. Nourishing Comforter, come, govern language, soothe hearts, under your
presence there is nothing bitter or venomous. Made a new creation we praise you
with pure minds, now sons of grace, but formerly by nature sons of wrath. You who are both the giver and the gift,
every good of our hearts, guide our hearts to humble praise, shaping the sound of
our tongues for your glory. Cleanse us from our sins, yourself the author of
love and renew us in Christ: grant to us full joys in perfect conversion. Amen.
Blessed joys to us, the orbit of the year returns,
when the Spirit Comforter shines on the disciples. Fire flashing light takes
the form of a tongue, that their words might flow and their love burn. They speak
every language, the crowd of Gentiles quake in fear, they think those the
Spirit filled to be drunk with wine. When the time of Easter had ended, these
things were done mystically, by the sacred number of days when according to the
law remission is given. Now, O most Holy God, we humbly pray, grant that the
gifts of the Spirit may come down upon us from heaven. Now that you have filled
our sanctified hearts with grace, forgive us our sins and a time of peace.
Now Christ has climbed the stars, returning to
where he had come from, that he might give to us the Father’s promise of the
Holy Spirit. At the third hour suddenly the world thundered, announcing that
God had come, while the apostles prayed.
From the light of the Father there is a beautiful strengthening fire
which fills the hearts which trust in Christ with the burning word. Come down, O Holy Spirit, adorn the altar of
our hearts with the virtues and make of them a temple dedicated to you.
Ad Sextam: saec. V-VI
Veníte, servi, súpplices,
et mente et ore extóllite
dignis beátum láudibus
nomen Dei cum cántico.
Hoc namque tempus illud est,
quo sæculórum iúdicem
iniústa morti trádidit
mortálium senténtia.
Et nos amóre débito,
timóre iusto súbditi,
advérsus omnes ímpetus
quos sævus hostis íncutit,
Unum rogémus et Patrem
Deum regémque Fílium
simúlque Sanctum Spíritum,
in Trinitáte Dóminum. Amen.
Come, O you humble servants, with your mind and
voice, with worthy praises, with a hymn lift up the blessed name of God. For this is that season, when an unjust
sentence handed over the Judge of the world to death. And we also with the due love and the homage
of a just fear, oppose every attack with which the cruel enemy strikes us. We pray the one Father God, and the royal
Son, likewise the Holy Spirit, the Lord in Trinity. Amen.
Ad Nonam: saec. V-VI
Hæc hora, quæ resplénduit
crucísque solvit núbila,
mundum tenébris éxuens,
reddens seréna lúmina.
Hæc hora, qua resúscitans
Iesus sepúlcris córpora,
prodíre mortis líbera
iussit refúso spíritu.
Nováta sæcla crédimus
mortis solútis légibus,
vitæ beátæ múnera
cursum perénnem cúrrere.
Iesu, tibi sit glória,
qui morte victa prænites,
cum Patre et almo Spíritu,
in sempitérna sæcula. Amen.
This hour shines forth and dissolves the black
clouds of the cross, rescues the world from darkness and returns the light of
peace. This the hour when Jesus raises
the bodies from the tombs and commands that they come forth free of death and
infused again with breath. We believe in
a new world, loosened from the laws of death, the gifts of blessed life running
an eternal course. O Jesus, to you be
glory, shining by your victory over death, with the Father and loving Spirit,
in eternal ages. Amen.
Vespers:
Rhabanus Maurus, OSB +856
Come,
O creator Spirit, visit the souls which are yours; fill with heavenly grace the
hearts which you have created. You who are called the Comforter, the gift of
God most high, the living source, fire and love, and spiritual anointing. You
are the sevenfold gift, the finger of the right hand of God, you truly the
promise of the Father, enriching throats with speech. Enkindle our thoughts
with light, pour love into our hearts, strengthen the weakness of our bodies
with your perpetual virtue. Drive the enemy far from us and continually grant
us your peace, so that with you leading us and going before us we may avoid all
harm. Through you may we know the Father, and know the Son, and you, the Spirit
of both, we may confess at all times. Amen.
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