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49 | This day the blessed Trinity | | | | | | | |
51 | Let us arise and watch ere dawn of light | | | | | | | |
52 | Dread Framer of the earth and sky | | | | | | | |
54 | Lo fainter now lie spread the shades | | | | | | | |
55 | Now doth the sun ascend the sky | | | | | | | |
56 | Come Holy Ghost, and through each heart | | | | | | | |
57 | Lord of eternal truth and might | | | | | | | |
58 | O thou true life of all that live | | | | | | | |
59 | O blest Creator of the light, Who dost the | | | | | | | |
60 | Our limbs with tranquil sleep refreshed | | | | | | | |
61 | O thou the Father's image blest | | | | | | | |
63 | Lord of immensity sublime | | | | | | | |
64 | Pure light of light eternal day | | | | | | | |
65 | Now while the herald bird of day | | | | | | | |
67 | O bounteous Framer of the globe | | | | | | | |
68 | O blest Creator of the world | | | | | | | |
69 | Ye mist and darkness, cloud and storm | | | | | | | |
70 | Lord of eternal purity | | | | | | | |
72 | The pall of night o'ershades the earth | | | | | | | |
73 | Now with the rising golden dawn | | | | | | | |
74 | Lord of all power, at whose command | | | | | | | |
75 | O thou who dost all nature sway | | | | | | | |
77 | Eternal glory of the heavens | | | | | | | |
78 | Maker of men, who by thyself | | | | | | | |
79 | O thou eternal Source of love | | | | | | | |
81 | The dawn is sprinkling in the east | | | | | | | |
82 | Now doth the fiery sun decline | | | | | | | |
83 | Now with the fast departing light | | | | | | | |
84 | Mother of Christ! hear thou thy people's cry | | | | | | | |
85a | Hail, O Queen of Heav'n entrhon'd! | | | | | | | |
85b | Joy to thee, O Queen of heaven! Alleluia | | | | | | | |
86 | Mother of mercy, hail, O gentle Queen! | | | | | | | |
89 | Maker of heaven, eternal light | | | | | | | |
91 | O thou who thine own Father's breast | | | | | | | |
92 | Hark! an awful voice is sounding | | | | | | | |
94 | Jesu Redeemer of the world | | | | | | | |
95 | From the far blazing gate of morn | | | | | | | |
97 | When it is reached thy tyrant's ear | | | | | | | |
98 | Lovely flowers of martyrs, hail | | | | | | | |
99 | O Cruel Herod! Why thus fear | | | | | | | |
100 | Bethlehem of noblest cities | | | | | | | |
102 | Jesus, the very [only] thought of Thee [You] | | | | | | | |
103 | O Jesu, King most wonderful | | | | | | | |
104 | O Jesu! Thou the beauty art | | | | | | | |
106 | See from on high, arrayed in truth and grace | | | | | | | |
107 | Daughter of Zion, cease thy bitter tears | | | | | | | |
109 | Now let us sit and weep | | | | | | | |
111 | See, where in shame the God of glory hangs | | | | | | | |
112 | O'erwhelmed in depths of woe | | | | | | | |
114 | Daughters of Zion, royal maids | | | | | | | |
115 | Christ's peerless crown is pictured | | | | | | | |
116 | Thou loving Maker of mankind | | | | | | | |
118 | Now with the slow revolving year | | | | | | | |
120 | The darkness fleets, and joyful earth | | | | | | | |
121 | What tongue, illustrious spear, can | | | | | | | |
122 | Hail, spear and nails, erewhile despised | | | | | | | |
123 | O turn those blessed points, all bathed | | | | | | | |
124 | The glories of that sacred winding sheet | | | | | | | |
126 | This day the wondrous mystery | | | | | | | |
128 | Jesu, as though thyself wert here | | | | | | | |
129 | Forth let the long procession | | | | | | | |
131 | He who once, in righteous vengeance | | | | | | | |
133 | Hail, wounds, which through eternal years | | | | | | | |
135 | Forth comes the standard of the King | | | | | | | |
137 | Sing, my tongue, the Savior's glory | | | | | | | |
139 | Thus did Christ to perfect manhood | | | | | | | |
140 | Now at the Lamb's great paschal feast | | | | | | | |
142 | O thou the heaven's eternal king | | | | | | | |
144 | The dawn was purpling o'er the sky | | | | | | | |
145 | O thou pure light of souls that love | | | | | | | |
147 | O thou eternal King most high | | | | | | | |
149 | Come, O Creator Spirit blest | | | | | | | |
150 | Above the starry spheres | | | | | | | |
152 | Again the slowly circling year | | | | | | | |
154 | Now doth the fiery sun decline | | | | | | | |
155a | O Thou eternal Source of love! | | | | | | | |
155b | O Thou! who dost all nature sway | | | | | | | |
156 | Sing, my tongue, the Saviour's glory | | | | | | | |
157 | Down in adoration falling | | | | | | | |
158 | Let us with hearts renewed | | | | | | | |
160 | The Word, descending from above | | | | | | | |
161a | O saving Victim! opening wide | | | | | | | |
161b | Jesu, creator of the world | | | | | | | |
162 | Lo how the savage crew | | | | | | | |
164 | Ark of the covenant, not that | | | | | | | |
166 | All ye who seek a certain cure | | | | | | | |
167 | To Christ, the Prince of Peace, The Son of God most high | | | | | | | |
171 | Peter, whatever thou shalt bind | | | | | | | |
172 | Peter, blest shepherd, hear our piteous | | | | | | | |
173 | Lead us, great teacher Paul, in wisdom's ways | | | | | | | |
174 | Lift to the skies, great Rome | | | | | | | |
175 | The agonizing hooks, the rending | | | | | | | |
176 | Protect thy native land O spirit | | | | | | | |
177 | O Christ, the beauty of the angel worlds | | | | | | | |
178 | Joseph, pure spouse of that immortal bride | | | | | | | |
180 | Joseph, our certain hope of life | | | | | | | |
181 | Worshipped throughout the church | | | | | | | |
182 | At the cross her station keeping | | | | | | | |
184 | Holy mother, pierce me through | | | | | | | |
185 | Virgin of all virgins best | | | | | | | |