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Deus, in adiutórium meum inténde.
Dómine, ad adiuvándum me festína.
Glória Patri et Fílio*
et Spirítui Sancto.
Sicut erat in princípio et nunc et semper*
et in sǽcula sæculórum.
Amen. Allelúia.
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O God, come to our aid.
O Lord, make haste to help us.
Glory be to the Father and to the Son
and to the Holy Spirit,
as it was in the beginning,
is now, and ever shall be,
world without end.
Amen. Alleluia.
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Beáte (Beáta) martyr, próspera
diem triumphálem tuum,
quo sánguinis merces tibi
coróna vincénti datur.
Hic te ex ténebris sǽculi,
tortóre victo et iúdice,
evéxit ad cælum dies
Christóque ovántem réddidit.
Nunc angelórum párticeps
collúces insígni stola,
quam testis indomábilis
rivis cruóris láveras.
Adésto nunc et óbsecra,
placátus ut Christus suis
inclínet aurem prósperam,
noxas nec omnes ímputet.
Paulísper huc illábere
Christi favórem déferens,
sensus graváti ut séntiant
levámen indulgéntiæ.
Honor Patri cum Fílio
et Spíritu Paráclito,
qui te coróna pérpeti
cingunt in aula glóriæ. Amen.
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The martyrs living now with Christ
In suffering were tried,
Their anguish overcome by love
When on his cross they died.
Across the centuries they come,
In constancy unmoved,
Their loving hearts make no complaint,
In silence they are proved.
No man has ever measured love,
Or weighed it in his hand,
But God who knows the inmost heart
Gives them the promised land.
Praise Father, Son and Spirit blest,
Who guides us through the night
In ways that reach beyond the stars
To everlasting light.
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Ps 102:1-7
| Psalm 102 (103)
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Ps 102:8-16Quómodo miserétur pater filiórum, misértus est Dóminus timéntibus se, allelúia.
8Miserátor et miséricors Dóminus,*
longánimis et multæ misericórdiæ.
9Non in perpétuum conténdet,*
neque in ætérnum irascétur.
10Non secúndum peccáta nostra fecit nobis,*
neque secúndum iniquitátes nostras retríbuit nobis.
11Quóniam, quantum exaltátur cælum a terra,*
præváluit misericórdia eius super timéntes eum;
12quantum distat ortus ab occidénte,*
longe fecit a nobis iniquitátes nostras.
13Quómodo miserétur pater filiórum,*
misértus est Dóminus timéntibus se.
14Quóniam ipse cognóvit figméntum nostrum,*
recordátus est quóniam pulvis sumus.
15Homo sicut fenum dies eius,*
tamquam flos agri sic efflorébit.
16Spirat ventus in illum, et non subsístet,*
et non cognóscet eum ámplius locus eius.
Glória Patri et Fílio*
et Spirítui Sancto.
Sicut erat in princípio et nunc et semper*
et in sǽcula sæculórum.
Amen.
Quómodo miserétur pater filiórum, misértus est Dóminus timéntibus se, allelúia.
| Psalm 102 (103)As a father has compassion on his sons, the Lord has pity on those who fear him. Alleluia.
The Lord is compassion and kindness,
full of patience, full of mercy.
He will not fight against you for ever:
he will not always be angry.
He does not treat us as our sins deserve;
he does not pay us back for our wrongdoing.
As high as the sky above the earth,
so great is his kindness to those who fear him.
As far as east is from west,
so far he has put our wrongdoing from us.
As a father cares for his children,
so the Lord cares for those who fear him.
For he knows how we are made,
he remembers we are nothing but dust.
Man – his life is like grass,
he blossoms and withers like flowers of the field.
The wind blows and carries him away:
no trace of him remains.
Glory be to the Father and to the Son
and to the Holy Spirit,
as it was in the beginning,
is now, and ever shall be,
world without end.
Amen.
As a father has compassion on his sons, the Lord has pity on those who fear him. Alleluia.
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Ps 102:17-22Benedícite Dómino, ómnia ópera eius, allelúia.
17Misericórdia autem Dómini ab ætérno†
et usque in ætérnum super timéntes eum;*
et iustítia illíus in fílios filiórum,
18in eos, qui servant testaméntum eius*
et mémores sunt mandatórum ipsíus ad faciéndum ea.
19Dóminus in cælo parávit sedem suam,*
et regnum ipsíus ómnibus dominábitur.
20Benedícite Dómino, omnes ángeli eius,†
poténtes virtúte, faciéntes verbum illíus*
in audiéndo vocem sermónum eius.
21Benedícite Dómino, omnes virtútes eius,*
minístri eius, qui fácitis voluntátem eius.
22Benedícite Dómino, ómnia ópera eius,†
in omni loco dominatiónis eius.*
Bénedic, ánima mea, Dómino.
Glória Patri et Fílio*
et Spirítui Sancto.
Sicut erat in princípio et nunc et semper*
et in sǽcula sæculórum.
Amen.
Benedícite Dómino, ómnia ópera eius, allelúia.
| Psalm 102 (103)Give thanks to the Lord, all his works. Alleluia.
The Lord has been kind from the beginning;
to those who fear him his kindness lasts for ever.
His justice is for their children’s children,
for those who keep his covenant,
for those who remember his commandments
and try to perform them.
The Lord’s throne is high in the heavens
and his rule shall extend over all.
Bless the Lord, all his angels,
strong in your strength, doers of his command,
bless him as you hear his words.
Bless the Lord, all his powers,
his servants who do his will.
Bless the Lord, all he has created,
in every place that he rules.
My soul, bless the Lord!
Glory be to the Father and to the Son
and to the Holy Spirit,
as it was in the beginning,
is now, and ever shall be,
world without end.
Amen.
Give thanks to the Lord, all his works. Alleluia.
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℣. Tribulátio et angústia invenérunt me, allelúia.
℟. Mandáta tua meditátio mea est, allelúia.
| ℣. Anguish and distress have taken hold of me, alleluia.
℟. Yet will I delight in your commands, alleluia.
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Messis ultimi temporisEgo Ioánnes 14,14vidi: et ecce nubem cándidam, et supra nubem sedéntem quasi Fílium hóminis, habéntem super caput suum corónam áuream et in manu sua falcem acútam. 15Et alter ángelus exívit de templo clamans voce magna ad sedéntem super nubem: «Mitte falcem tuam et mete, quia venit hora, ut metátur, quóniam áruit messis terræ». 16Et misit, qui sedébat supra nubem, falcem suam in terram, et messa est terra.
17Et álius ángelus exívit de templo, quod est in cælo, habens et ipse falcem acútam. 18Et álius ángelus de altári, habens potestátem supra ignem, et clamávit voce magna ad eum, qui habébat falcem acútam dicens: «Mitte falcem tuam acútam et vindémia botros víneæ terræ, quóniam matúræ sunt uvæ eius». 19Et misit ángelus falcem suam in terram et vindemiávit víneam terræ et misit in lacum iræ Dei magnum. 20Et calcátus est lacus extra civitátem, et exívit sanguis de lacu usque ad frenos equórum per stádia mille sescénta.
15,1Et vidi áliud signum in cælo magnum et mirábile: ángelos septem habéntes plagas septem novíssimas, quóniam in illis consummáta est ira Dei.
2Et vidi tamquam mare vítreum mixtum igne et eos, qui vicérunt béstiam et imáginem illíus et númerum nóminis eius, stantes supra mare vítreum, habéntes cítharas Dei. 3Et cantant cánticum Móysis servi Dei et cánticum Agni dicéntes:
«Magna et mirabília ópera tua,
Dómine, Deus omnípotens;
iustæ et veræ viæ tuæ,
Rex géntium!
4Quis non timébit, Dómine,
et glorificábit nomen tuum?
Quia solus Sanctus,
quóniam omnes gentes vénient
et adorábunt in conspéctu tuo,
quóniam iudícia tua manifestáta sunt».
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The harvest of the end timesNow in my vision I saw a white cloud and, sitting on it, one like a son of man with a gold crown on his head and a sharp sickle in his hand. Then another angel came out of the sanctuary, and shouted aloud to the one sitting on the cloud, ‘Put your sickle in and reap: harvest time has come and the harvest of the earth is ripe.’ Then the one sitting on the cloud set his sickle to work on the earth, and the earth’s harvest was reaped.
Another angel, who also carried a sharp sickle, came out of the temple in heaven, and the angel in charge of the fire left the altar and shouted aloud to the one with the sharp sickle, ‘Put your sickle in and cut all the bunches off the vine of the earth; all its grapes are ripe.’ So the angel set his sickle to work on the earth and harvested the whole vintage of the earth and put it into a huge winepress, the winepress of God’s anger, outside the city, where it was trodden until the blood that came out of the winepress was up to the horses’ bridles as far away as sixteen hundred furlongs.
What I saw next, in heaven, was a great and wonderful sign: seven angels were bringing the seven plagues that are the last of all, because they exhaust the anger of God. I seemed to see a glass lake suffused with fire, and standing by the lake of glass, those who had fought against the beast and won, and against his statue and the number which is his name. They all had harps from God, and they were singing the hymn of Moses, the servant of God, and of the Lamb:
‘How great and wonderful are all your works,
Lord God Almighty;
just and true are all your ways,
King of nations.
Who would not revere and praise your name, O Lord?
You alone are holy,
and all the pagans will come and adore you
for the many acts of justice you have shown.’
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℟. Cantant cánticum Agni dicéntes: Magna et mirabília ópera tua, Dómine Deus omnípotens;* Iustæ et veræ sunt viæ tuæ, Rex géntium! Allelúia.
℣. Quis símilis tui in diis, Dómine? Quis símilis tui, magníficus in sanctitáte, fáciens mirabília?* Iustæ.
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℟. Those who were victorious sang the song of the Lamb: Lord, God Almighty, how great and wonderful are all your works!* King of all ages, how right and true are your ways, alleluia.
℣. Who is like you, O Lord, among the gods? Who is like you, majestic in holiness, worker of wonders?* King of all ages, how right and true are your ways, alleluia.
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Crucem toto corpore complexus estCóngregat se úndique iners vulgus, et quid de sancto Adalbérto dóminus villæ foret actúrus, furibúnda voce et caníno rictu exspéctant. Tunc sanctus vir, quis et unde esset, vel ob quam causam illuc veníret interrogátus, tália e contra miti voce respóndit: «Sum nativitáte Bohémus, nómine Adalbértus, professióne mónachus, ordine quondam Epíscopus, offício nunc vester apóstolus. Causa nostri itíneris est vestra salus, ut relinquéntes simulácra surda et muta, agnoscátis Creatórem vestrum, qui solus et extra quem alter Deus non est; ut credéntes in nómine eius vitam habeátis, et átriis immarcescibílibus cæléstium gaudiórum prǽmia percípere mereámini». Hæc sanctus Adalbértus. Illi autem iamdúdum indignántes, et cum clamóre blasphéma verba advérsus eum proclamántes, mortem sibi minántur.
Ad últimum áffuit pagánicus furor, et irruérunt super eum et sócios ímpetu magno et iniecérunt omnes in víncula. Sanctus Adalbértus stans, contra Gaudéntium et álium fratrem ligátum, «Fratres —inquit— nolíte contristári! Scitis nos hæc pati pro nómine Dómini, cuius virtus ultra omnes virtútes, pulchritúdo super omnes decóres, poténtia inenarrábilis, píetas singuláris: quid enim fórtius, quid púlchrius, quam dulcem pro dulcíssimo Iesu fúndere vitam?».
Prosílit ex furibúndo ágmine ígneus Siggo, et totis víribus ingens iáculum movens, transfíxit eius penetrália cordis. Prófluit purpúreus sanguis per forámina utriúsque láteris. Ille óculis ac mánibus stat orans in cælum. Exiit rubens amnis dívite vena, et exstráctæ hastæ septem ingéntia vúlnera pandunt.
Ille solútis vínculis exténdit manus in modum crucis et supplíciter fusis précibus pro sua et persecutórum salúte ad Dóminum clamat. Sic illa sancta ánima cárcere suo évolat, sic nóbile corpus proténta Cruce terram óccupat: sic quoque multo sánguine vitam fundens, beátis sédibus et semper caríssimo tandem frúitur Christo.
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He embraced the Cross with his whole bodyWith angry cries and sharpened teeth the idle crowd gathered from all around in anticipation of what the village chief would do with the holy man Adalbert. The saint, for his part, questioned as to who he was, where he came from and why he had come there, by contrast replied with an affable voice: “I was born in Bohemia, my name is Adalbert and I am a monk by profession, consecrated bishop; my task now is to be your apostle. The reason for our journey is your salvation, that you turn away from those deaf and mute idols and recognise your Creator, the only God, apart from whom there is no other, so that believing in his name you may have life and may merit in reward to receive celestial joy in the eternal courts”. Thus spoke saint Adalbert. They, however, already infuriated, shouting blasphemous words against him, threatened him with death.
Finally a pagan fury came upon them, and they swooped down on Adalbert and his companions with great violence and bound them all. Saint Adalbert, who was standing in front of Gaudentius and another of the bound brothers, said: “Brothers, do not be sad! You know that we suffer this for the name of the Lord, with power beyond all powers, beauty exceeding all fairness, of indescribable strength and singular piety. What is stronger, more beautiful, than to give a beloved life for the most beloved Jesus?”
At this, a certain Siggo, full of passion, came out of the enraged crowd and, thrusting a large spear with all his might, pierced Adalbert’s heart. Purple blood flows from the wounds in all directions. He stands praying with eyes and hands raised towards heaven. They extract the spears leaving seven large wounds open; blood flows abundantly like a red river.
Once untied, he extends his hands in the form of a cross and humbly pours out prayers to the Lord for his own salvation and that of his persecutors. Just as that saintly soul escapes from its prison, so his venerable body lies on the ground in the form of the Cross. Thus shedding much blood and with that his life, he forever enjoys a blessed dwelling with Christ whom he so much loved.
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℟. Cúpide volebámus trádere vobis non solum Evangélium, sed étiam ánimas nostras:* Quóniam caríssimi nobis facti estis, allelúia.
℣. Filíoli mei, quos íterum partúrio, donec formétur Christus in vobis.* Quóniam.
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℟. In our great longing for you, we desired nothing better than to offer you our own lives, as well as God’s gospel,* so greatly had we learned to love you, alleluia.
℣. My little children, I am in travail over you afresh, until I can see Christ’s image formed in you,* so greatly had we learned to love you, alleluia.
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Oremus.
Deus, qui ad illustrándam Ecclésiam tuam beátum N. martýrii victória decoráre dignátus es, concéde propítius ut, sicut ipse domínicæ passiónis imitátor fuit, ita nos, per eius vestígia gradiéntes, ad gáudia sempitérna perveníre mereámur. Per Dóminum.
Vel:
Magnificántes, Dómine, poténtiam tuam, súpplices exorámus, ut, sicut beátus N. domínicæ fuit passiónis imitátor, ita sit fragilitátis nostræ promptus adiútor.
Per Dóminum nostrum Iesum Christum, Fílium tuum,
qui tecum vivit et regnat in unitáte Spíritus Sancti, Deus,
per ómnia sǽcula sæculórum.
Amen.
| Let us pray.
God of power and mercy, you gave Saint N.
the grace to overcome the sufferings of martyrdom.
Grant to us who celebrate his victory
that the power of your protecting hand
may keep us unshaken in the face of our ancient enemy
and all his hidden snares.
Through our Lord Jesus Christ, your Son,
who lives and reigns with you in the unity of the Holy Spirit,
God, for ever and ever.
Amen.
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Benedicámus Dómino.
– Deo grátias.
| Let us praise the Lord.
– Thanks be to God.
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