Friday of the First Week of Lent
Notre Dame Liturgical Choir – The University of Notre Dame Liturgical Choir is composed of approximately 70 undergraduate and graduate student singers and sings at the 10 A.M. Sunday Mass in the Basilica of the Sacred Heart.
Lent is a time when our contemplation of Jesus’ suffering and death can move our hearts to repentance and draw us closer to the love of God. One way of entering this form of prayer is to think about Mary’s experience of the death of her son. Through the intercession of Our Lady of Sorrows, Patroness of the Holy Cross priests, brothers, and sisters, we are united to the sufferings of Christ who died for our sins. The “Stabat Mater” provides a poignant and theologically rich meditation that brings us to the foot of the cross with Notre Dame, Our Lady and our mother.
(Lyrics)
Latin
Stabat Mater dolorosa
juxta crucem lacrimosa,
dum pendebat Filius.
Cujus animam gementem,
contristatam et dolentem
pertransivit gladius.
O quam tristis et afflicta
fuit illa benedicta
Mater Unigeniti!
Quae maerebat et dolebat,
et tremebat dum videbat
nati poenas incliti.
Quis est homo, qui non fleret,
Christi Matrem si videret
in tanto supplicio?
Quis non posset contristari,
piam Matrem contemplari
dolentem cum Filio?
Pro peccatis suae gentis
vidit Jesum in tormentis,
et flagellis subditum.
Vidit suum dulcem natum,
morientem desolatum,
dum emisit spiritum.
Eja Mater, fons amoris,
me sentire vim doloris
fac, ut tecum lugeam.
Fac, ut ardeat cor meum
in amando Christum Deum,
ut sibi complaceam.
Sancta Mater, istud agas,
crucifixi fige plagas
cordi meo valide.
Tui nati vulnerati,
tam dignati pro me pati,
poenas mecum divide.
Fac me tecum pie flere,
crucifixo condolere,
donec ego vixero.
Juxta crucem tecum stare,
et me tibi sociare
in planctu desidero.
Virgo virginum praeclara,
mihi jam non sis amara,
fac me tecum plangere.
Fac ut portem Christi mortem,
passionis fac consortem,
et plagas recolere.
Fac me plagis vulnerari
cruce fac inebriari
et cruore Filii.
Inflammatus et accensus
per te, Virgo, sim defensus
in die judicii.
Fac me cruce custodiri,
morte Christi praemuniri,
confoveri gratia!
Quando corpus morietur,
fac, ut animae donetur
paradisi gloria.
Amen.
English
At the Cross her station keeping,
stood the mournful Mother weeping,
close to her Son to the last.
Through her heart, His sorrow sharing,
all His bitter anguish bearing,
now at length the sword has passed.
O how sad and sore distressed
was that Mother, highly blest,
of the sole-begotten One.
Christ above in torment hangs,
she beneath beholds the pangs
of her dying glorious Son.
Is there one who would not weep,
whelmed in miseries so deep,
Christ’s dear Mother to behold?
Can the human heart refrain
from partaking in her pain,
in that Mother’s pain untold?
For the sins of His own nation,
She saw Jesus wracked with torment,
All with scourges rent:
She beheld her tender Child,
Saw Him hang in desolation,
Till His spirit forth He sent.
O thou Mother! fount of love!
Touch my spirit from above,
make my heart with thine accord:
Make me feel as thou hast felt;
make my soul to glow and melt
with the love of Christ my Lord.
Holy Mother! pierce me through,
in my heart each wound renew
of my Savior crucified:
Let me share with thee His pain,
who for all my sins was slain,
who for me in torments died.
Let me mingle tears with thee,
mourning Him who mourned for me,
all the days that I may live:
By the Cross with thee to stay,
there with thee to weep and pray,
is all I ask of thee to give.
Virgin of all virgins blest!,
Listen to my fond request:
let me share thy grief divine;
Let me, to my latest breath,
in my body bear the death
of that dying Son of thine.
Wounded with His every wound,
steep my soul till it hath swooned,
in His very Blood away;
Be to me, O Virgin, nigh,
lest in flames I burn and die,
in His awful Judgment Day.
Christ, when Thou shalt call me hence,
be Thy Mother my defense,
be Thy Cross my victory;
While my body here decays,
may my soul Thy goodness praise,
Safe in Paradise with Thee.
Amen.
Song Copyright Information: Public Domain
Image: Pietà, Holy Cross Cemetery on the campus of the University of Notre Dame
For more songs, please visit Songs of Notre Dame: A Lenten Offering