Monday 28 April 2025 (other days)

Monday of the 2nd week of Eastertide
or Saint Peter Chanel, Priest, Martyr
or Saint Louis Marie Grignion de Montfort, Priest

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Morning Prayer (Lauds)

If this is the first Hour that you are reciting today, you should precede it with the Invitatory Psalm.

INTRODUCTION

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.

INTRODUCTION

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.

Hymnus

Auróra lucis rútilat,

cælum resúltat láudibus,

mundus exsúltans iúbilat,

gemens inférnus úlulat,

Cum rex ille fortíssimus,

mortis confráctis víribus,

pede concúlcans tártara

solvit caténa míseros.

Ille, quem clausum lápide

miles custódit ácriter,

triúmphans pompa nóbili,

victor surgit de fúnere.

Inférni iam gemítibus

solútis et dolóribus,

quia surréxit Dóminus

respléndens clamat ángelus.

Esto perénne méntibus

paschále, Iesu, gáudium

et nos renátos grátiæ

tuis triúmphis ággrega.

Iesu, tibi sit glória,

qui morte victa prǽnites,

cum Patre et almo Spíritu,

in sempitérna sǽcula.

Amen.

Hymn

Light’s glittering morn bedecks the sky,

Heav’n thunders forth its victor cry:

The glad earth shouts her triumph high,

And groaning hell makes wild reply.

While he, the King of sovereign might,

Treads down death’s strength in death’s despite,

And trampling hell by victor’s right,

Brings forth his sleeping saints to light.

Fast barred beneath the stone of late,

In watch and ward where soldiers wait,

Now shining in triumphant state,

He rises victor from death’s gate.

Hell’s pains are loosed and tears are fled:

Captivity is captive led:

The angel, crowned with light, hath said:

‘The Lord is risen from the dead.’

Author of all, be thou our guide

In this our joy of Eastertide;

Whene’er assaults of death impend,

Thy people strengthen and defend.

To thee who, dead, again dost live,

All glory, Lord, thy people give:

All glory, as is ever meet,

To Father and to Paraclete.

Ps 41:2-12
Desiderium Domini et templi eius

“Qui sitit, veniat; qui vult, accipiat aquam vitæ” (Ap 22, 17).

Sicut cervus ad fontes aquárum, desíderat ánima mea ad te, Deus, allelúia.

2Quemádmodum desíderat cervus ad fontes aquárum,*

ita desíderat ánima mea ad te, Deus.

3Sitívit ánima mea ad Deum, Deum vivum;*

quando véniam et apparébo ante fáciem Dei?

4Fuérunt mihi lácrimæ meæ panis die ac nocte,*

dum dícitur mihi quotídie: «Ubi est Deus tuus?».

5Hæc recordátus sum et effúdi in me ánimam meam;†

quóniam transíbam in locum tabernáculi admirábilis*

usque ad domum Dei,

in voce exsultatiónis et confessiónis,*

multitúdinis festa celebrántis.

6Quare tristis es, ánima mea,*

et quare conturbáris in me?

Spera in Deo, quóniam adhuc confitébor illi,*

salutáre vultus mei et Deus meus.

7In meípso ánima mea contristáta est;†

proptérea memor ero tui*

de terra Iordánis et Hermónim, de monte Misar.

8Abýssus abýssum ínvocat in voce cataractárum tuárum;*

omnes gúrgites tui et fluctus tui super me transiérunt.

9In die mandávit Dóminus misericórdiam suam,†

et nocte cánticum eius apud me est:*

orátio ad Deum vitæ meæ.

10Dicam Deo:*

«Suscéptor meus es.

Quare oblítus es mei,†

et quare contristátus incédo,*

dum afflígit me inimícus?».

11Dum confringúntur ossa mea,†

exprobravérunt mihi, qui tríbulant me,*

dum dicunt mihi quotídie: «Ubi est Deus tuus?».

12Quare tristis es, ánima mea,*

et quare conturbáris in me?

Spera in Deo, quóniam adhuc confitébor illi,*

salutáre vultus mei et Deus meus.

Glória Patri et Fílio*

et Spirítui Sancto.

Sicut erat in princípio et nunc et semper*

et in sǽcula sæculórum.

Amen.

Sicut cervus ad fontes aquárum, desíderat ánima mea ad te, Deus, allelúia.

Psalm 41 (42)
Longing for the Lord and his temple

My soul is yearning for you, my God, like a deer that seeks running streams. Alleluia.

Like a deer that longs for springs of water,

so my soul longs for you, O God.

My soul thirsts for God, the living God:

when shall I come and stand before the face of God?

My tears are my food, by day and by night,

and everyone asks, “where is your God?”.

I remember how I went up to your glorious dwelling-place

and into the house of God:

the memory melts my soul.

The sound of joy and thanksgiving,

the crowds at the festival.

Why are you so sad, my soul,

and anxious within me?

Put your hope in the Lord, I will praise him still,

my saviour and my God.

My soul is sad within me,

and so I will remember you

in the lands of Jordan and Hermon,

on the mountain of Mizar.

Deep calls to deep

in your rushing waters:

and all your torrents, all your waves

have flowed over me.

By day the Lord sends his kindness upon me;

by night his song is with me,

a prayer to the God of my life.

I will say to God:

“You are my support, why have you forgotten me?

Why must I go in mourning, while the enemy persecutes me?.”

As my bones break,

my persecutors deride me,

all the time saying “where is your God?.”

Why are you so sad, my soul,

and anxious within me?

Put your hope in the Lord, I will praise him still,

my saviour and my God.

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.

My soul is yearning for you, my God, like a deer that seeks running streams. Alleluia.

How to listen

Canticum
Sir 36:1-7,13-16

Supplicatio pro sancta civitate Ierusalem

“Hæc est vita æterna, ut cognoscant te solum verum Deum et, quem misisti, Iesum Christum” (Io 17, 3).

Reple Sion, Dómine, verbis tuis, ut narréntur magnália tua, allelúia.

1Miserére nostri, Deus ómnium, et réspice nos*

et osténde nobis lucem miseratiónum tuárum;

2et immítte timórem tuum super gentes,*

quæ non exquisiérunt te,

ut cognóscant quia non est Deus nisi tu,*

et enárrent magnália tua.

3Alleva manum tuam super gentes aliénas,*

ut vídeant poténtiam tuam.

4Sicut enim in conspéctu eórum sanctificátus es in nobis,*

sic in conspéctu nostro magnificáberis in eis,

5ut cognóscant, sicut et nos cognóvimus,*

quóniam non est Deus præter te, Dómine.

6Innova signa et ítera mirabília,*

7glorífica manum et firma bráchium dextrum.

13Cóngrega omnes tribus Iacob,*

et hereditábis eos sicut ab inítio.

14Miserére plebi tuæ, super quam invocátum est nomen tuum,*

et Israel, quem coæquásti primogénito tuo.

15Miserére civitáti sanctificatiónis tuæ,*

Ierúsalem, loco requiéi tuæ.

16Reple Sion maiestáte tua*

et glória tua templum tuum.

Glória Patri et Fílio*

et Spirítui Sancto.

Sicut erat in princípio et nunc et semper*

et in sǽcula sæculórum.

Amen.

Reple Sion, Dómine, verbis tuis, ut narréntur magnália tua, allelúia.

Canticle
Ecclesiasticus 36

A prayer for Jerusalem, the holy city

Fill Sion with songs of your praise, Lord, and let the stories of your great deeds be told. Alleluia.

God of all, have mercy on us, take notice of us,

and show us the light of your mercies.

Make the nations fear you, who have not sought you out,

make them know that there is no God except you,

let them tell of your wonders.

Lift up your hand over foreign nations, that they may see your power –

for just as in their sight you have been sanctified in us,

so in our sight you will be magnified in them.

Lift up your hand so that they may know, as we know,

that there is no God but you, Lord.

Bring forth new signs and repeat your wonders;

glorify your hand, show the strength of your arm.

Gather together all the tribes of Jacob,

give them back the inheritance they had from the beginning.

Take pity on your people, over whom we invoke your name,

and on Israel, whom you have made equal to your firstborn.

Take pity on the city you have sanctified,

Jerusalem, the place of your rest.

Fill Zion with your majesty;

fill your temple with your glory.

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.

Fill Sion with songs of your praise, Lord, and let the stories of your great deeds be told. Alleluia.

Ps 18:2-7
Laus Domini rerum conditoris

“Visitavit nos Oriens ex alto... ad dirigendos pedes nostros in viam pacis” (Lc 1, 78. 79).

Cláritas Dei illúminat civitátem, et lucérna eius est Agnus, allelúia.

2Cæli enárrant glóriam Dei, *

et ópera mánuum eius annúntiat firmaméntum.

3Dies diéi erúctat verbum, *

et nox nocti índicat sciéntiam.

4Non sunt loquélæ neque sermónes, *

quorum non intellegántur voces:

5in omnem terram exívit sonus eórum, *

et in fines orbis terræ verba eórum.

6Soli pósuit tabernáculum in eis, †

et ipse tamquam sponsus procédens de thálamo suo, *

exsultávit ut gigas ad curréndam viam.

7A fínibus cælórum egréssio eius, †

et occúrsus eius usque ad fines eórum, *

nec est quod se abscóndat a calóre eius.

Glória Patri et Fílio*

et Spirítui Sancto.

Sicut erat in princípio et nunc et semper*

et in sǽcula sæculórum.

Amen.

Cláritas Dei illúminat civitátem, et lucérna eius est Agnus, allelúia.

Psalm 18 (19)
Praise of God the creator

The glory of God will illumine the city; the Lamb will be its light, alleluia.

The skies tell the story of the glory of God,

the firmament proclaims the work of his hands;

day pours out the news to day,

night passes to night the knowledge.

Not a speech, not a word,

not a voice goes unheard.

Their sound is spread throughout the earth,

their message to all the corners of the world.

At the ends of the earth he has set up

a dwelling place for the sun.

Like a bridegroom leaving his chamber,

it rejoices like an athlete at the race to be run.

It appears at the edge of the sky,

runs its course to the sky’s furthest edge.

Nothing can hide from its heat.

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.

The glory of God will illumine the city; the Lamb will be its light, alleluia.

Lectio brevis	Rom 10:8-10

Prope te est verbum, in ore tuo et in corde tuo; hoc est verbum fídei, quod prædicámus. Quia si confiteáris in ore tuo: «Dóminum Iesum!», et in corde tuo credíderis quod Deus illum excitávit ex mórtuis, salvus eris. Corde enim créditur ad iustítiam, ore autem conféssio fit in salútem.

Scripture Reading	Romans 10:8-10

The word is very near to you, it is on your lips and in your heart: the word, that is, of the faith we proclaim. If your lips confess that Jesus is Lord and if you believe in your heart that God raised him from the dead, then you will be saved. By believing from the heart you are made righteous; by confessing with your lips you are saved.

Responsorium breve

℣. Surréxit Dóminus de sepúlcro,* Allelúia, allelúia. Surréxit.

℟. Qui pro nobis pepéndit in ligno.* Allelúia, allelúia. Glória Patri. Surréxit.

Short Responsory

The Lord has risen from the dead, alleluia, alleluia.

– The Lord has risen from the dead, alleluia, alleluia.

For our sake he died on the cross, alleluia, alleluia.

– The Lord has risen from the dead, alleluia, alleluia.

Glory be to the Father and to the Son and to the Holy Spirit.

– The Lord has risen from the dead, alleluia, alleluia.

Canticum

De Messia eiusque præcursore

Amen, amen dico vobis: Nisi quis natus fúerit dénuo, non potest vidére regnum Dei, allelúia.

Benedíctus Dóminus Deus Israel,*

quia visitávit et fecit redemptiónem plebi suæ

et eréxit cornu salútis nobis*

in domo David púeri sui,

sicut locútus est per os sanctórum,*

qui a sæculo sunt, prophetárum eius,

salútem ex inimícis nostris*

et de manu ómnium, qui odérunt nos;

ad faciéndam misericórdiam cum pátribus nostris*

et memorári testaménti sui sancti,

iusiurándum, quod iurávit ad Abraham patrem nostrum,*

datúrum se nobis,

ut sine timóre, de manu inimicórum liberáti,*

serviámus illi

in sanctitáte et iustítia coram ipso*

ómnibus diébus nostris.

Et tu, puer, prophéta Altíssimi vocáberis:*

præíbis enim ante fáciem Dómini paráre vias eius,

ad dandam sciéntiam salútis plebi eius*

in remissiónem peccatórum eórum,

per víscera misericórdiæ Dei nostri,*

in quibus visitábit nos óriens ex alto,

illumináre his, qui in ténebris et in umbra mortis sedent*

ad dirigéndos pedes nostros in viam pacis.

Glória Patri et Fílio*

et Spirítui Sancto.

Sicut erat in princípio et nunc et semper*

et in sǽcula sæculórum.

Amen.

Amen, amen dico vobis: Nisi quis natus fúerit dénuo, non potest vidére regnum Dei, allelúia.

Canticle	Benedictus

The Messiah and his forerunner

‘I tell you solemnly, unless a man is born again he cannot see the kingdom of God.’ Alleluia.

Blessed be the Lord, the God of Israel,

for he has come to his people and brought about their redemption.

He has raised up the sign of salvation

in the house of his servant David,

as he promised through the mouth of the holy ones,

his prophets through the ages:

to rescue us from our enemies

and all who hate us,

to take pity on our fathers,

to remember his holy covenant

and the oath he swore to Abraham our father,

that he would give himself to us,

that we could serve him without fear

– freed from the hands of our enemies –

in uprightness and holiness before him,

for all of our days.

And you, child, will be called the prophet of the Most High:

for you will go before the face of the Lord to prepare his path,

to let his people know their salvation,

so that their sins may be forgiven.

Through the bottomless mercy of our God,

one born on high will visit us

to give light to those who walk in darkness,

who live in the shadow of death;

to lead our feet in the path of peace.

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.

‘I tell you solemnly, unless a man is born again he cannot see the kingdom of God.’ Alleluia.

Preces

Deum Patrem, qui in morte et resurrectióne Fílii sui clarificátus est, fidénter precémur:

– Illúmina, Dómine, mentes nostras.

Pater lúminum, Deus, qui lúmine Christi glorióse resurgéntis mundum clarificásti,

nostras hódie mentes fídei luce collústra.

– Illúmina, Dómine, mentes nostras.

Tu, qui per Fílium tuum resurgéntem homínibus æternitátis áditum reserásti,

nobis hódie operántibus spem vitæ ætérnæ concéde.

– Illúmina, Dómine, mentes nostras.

Tu, qui per Fílium tuum resuscitátum Spíritum Sanctum in mundum misísti,

corda nostra spiritális igne caritátis accénde.

– Illúmina, Dómine, mentes nostras.

Tu, qui pro nobis liberándis Fílium tuum morti tradidísti,

fac ut ipse sit nobis hódie salus et redémptio.

– Illúmina, Dómine, mentes nostras.

Prayers and intercessions

Let us pray to the Father, whose glory was displayed in the death and resurrection of his Son.