(AD COMPLETORIUM)

(Beata Christi passio)
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Thy blessed Passion, Christ, be ours,
To set us free from Satan's powers;
To aid our fainting souls to rise
To joys prepared in Paradise.
To Christ the Lord all glory be,
Who, hanging on the shameful tree,
Gave up His life with bitter cry,
And saved a world prepared to die.
To Thee be highest honours paid,
O Christ, who wast by man betrayed,
Who, on the cross of anguish sore,
Didst die, that we might die no more.
(Qui jacuisti mortuus)
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O spotless King, who shared its gloom,
And lay at peace within the tomb,
Teach us to find our rest in Thee,
And sing Thy praise eternally.
Come to our help, O Lord, who gave
Thy precious blood our souls to save;
Lead us to Thine eternal peace,
Whose sweetest joys shall never cease.