Silence entry
Omitted
Readings for Mass: https://universalis.com/mass.htm
---//---
Response: Cantor first then all
Father into your hands I commend my spirit
Father into your hands I commend my spirit
1. In you, O Lord, I take refuge.
Let me never be put to shame.
In your justice, set me free.
Into your hands I commend my spirit.
You will redeem me, O Lord, O faithful God.
Father into your hands I commend my spirit
2. Because of all my foes
I have become a reproach,
an object of scorn to my neighbours
and of fear to my friends.
Father into your hands I commend my spirit
3. Those who see me in the street
They flee from me.
I am forgotten, like someone dead,
and have become like a broken vessel.
Father into your hands I commend my spirit
4. But as for me, I trust in you, Lord,
I say: ‘You are my God.’
There in your hands is my lot,
from the hands of my enemies deliver me
and from those who persue me
Father into your hands I commend my spirit
5. Let your face shine on your servant.
Save me in your merciful love.
Be strong, let your heart take courage,
all who hope in the Lord.
Father into your hands I commend my spirit
Copyright Information:
Text © The Grail (England) Used by permission
Music by Mike Stanley , Jo Boyce © CJM MUSIC
Author:
Joanne Boyce, Mike Stanley
Readings for Mass: https://universalis.com/mass.htm
Mass of St Luke* (Lenten words)
Cantor:
Glory and Praise to you O Christ
People:
Glory and Praise to you O Christ
Christ became for us obedient to
the point of death, even death
on the cross.
Therefore God has highly exalted him
and bestowed on him the name
that is above every name.
Glory and Praise to you O Christ
Mass of St. Luke (Lenten words)
Music by Mike Stanley. © CJM Music
Refrain
Be-hold, behold the wood of the cross
On which is hung our salvation.
O come, let us adore.e
Verses:
1
Unless a grain of wheat shall fall
upon the ground and die,
It shall remain but a single grain
and not give life.
Be-hold, behold the wood of the cross
On which is hung our salvation.
O come, let us adore.
2
And when My hour of glory comes
as all was meant to be,
You shall see Me lifted up
upon a tree.
Be-hold, behold the wood of the cross
On which is hung our salvation.
O come, let us adore.
3
For there can be no greater love
shown upon this land
Than in the One
who came to die that we might live.
Be-hold, behold the wood of the cross
On which is hung our salvation.
O come, let us adore.
4.
My father, if it were your plan,
this cup might pass me by.
Yet let it happen
if I must die
Be-hold, behold the wood of the cross
On which is hung our salvation.
O come, let us adore.
5.
for surely he has drawn your tears,
is wounded by our sin
and yet he opens not his name
that we might live'
Be-hold, behold the wood of the cross
On which is hung our salvation.
O come, let us adore.
6.
my body now is torn with pain,
my friends have left and gone.
A loving father take my life
into your hands
Be-hold, behold the wood of the cross
On which is hung our salvation.
O come, let us adore.
Author: unkown
My Jesus,
I believe that You are present
in this Holy Sacrament of the altar.
I love You above all things
and I passionately desire
to receive You into my soul.
Since I cannot now receive You sacramentally,
come spiritually into my soul
so that I may unite myself wholly to You
now and forever. Amen.
Based on a prayer of St Alphonsus Liguorit
Verse 1:
Oh Lord You’ve searched me,
You know my way;
Even when I fail You,
I know You love me.
Chorus:
At the cross I bow my knee,
Where Your blood was shed for me,
There’s no greater love than this.
You have overcome the grave,
Your glory fills the highest place,
What can separate me now?
Verse 2:
Your holy presence
Surrounding me
In every season,
I know You love me;
I know You love me.
Chorus:
At the cross I bow my knee,
Where Your blood was shed for me,
There’s no greater love than this.
You have overcome the grave,
Your glory fills the highest place,
What can separate me now?
Verse 3:
You go before me,
You shield my way,
Your hand upholds me;
I know You love me.
Chorus:
At the cross I bow my knee,
Where Your blood was shed for me,
There’s no greater love than this.
You have overcome the grave,
Your glory fills the highest place,
What can separate me now? ..x2
Bridge:
You tore the veil, You made a way
When You said that it is done
....(repeat).....
Verse 4:
And when the earth fades,
Falls from my eyes,
And You stand before me,
I know You love me;
I know You love me.
Chorus:
At the cross I bow my knee,
Where Your blood was shed for me,
There’s no greater love than this.
You have overcome the grave,
Your glory fills the highest place,
What can separate me now?
....(repeat).......
Bridge:
You tore the veil, You made a way
When You said that it is done. .. x2
Hillsong
1. My song is love unknown,
My Savior's love to me;
Love to the loveless shown,
That they might lovely be.
O who am I, that for my sake
My Lord should take frail flesh, and die?
2. He came from His blest throne
Salvation to bestow;
But men made strange, and none
The longed-for Christ would know:
But oh, my Friend, My Friend indeed,
Who at my need His life did spend.
3. Sometimes they strew His way,
And His sweet praises sing;
Resounding all the day
Hosannas to their King:
Then "Crucify!" is all their breath,
And for His death They thirst and cry.
4. Why, what hath my Lord done?
What makes this rage and spite?
He made the lame to run
he gave the blind their sight.
Sweet injuries! Yet that at these
5. They rise and needs will have
My dear Lord made away;
A murderer they save,
The Prince of life they slay.
Yet cheerful He to suffering goes,
That He His foes From thence might free.
6. In life no house, no home
my Lord on earth might have:
In death no friendly tomb
but what a stranger gave.
what may I say? Heav'n was his home;
but mine the tomb wherein he lay.
7. Here might I stay and sing,
No story so divine;
Never was love, dear King,
Never was grief like Thine.
This is my Friend, in whose sweet praise
I all my days would gladly spend
Copyright Information:
Tune: Love Unknown 66 66 44 44
John Ireland (1879 - 1962)
Text; Samuel Crossman (c. 1624 - 1683)
Omitted