Easter Vigil: Psalm for Reading 1

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Psalm 103(104):1-2,5-6,10,12-14,24,35

℟. Send forth your spírit, O Lord,

and renew the fáce of the earth.

Bless the Lord, my soul!

Lord God, how great you are,
clothed in majesty and glory,
wrapped in light as in a robe! ℟.

You founded the éarth on its base,

to stand firm from age to age.
You wrapped it with the ocean like a cloak:
the waters stood higher than the mountains. ℟.

You make springs gush fórth in the valleys;

they flow in between the hills.
On their banks dwell the birds of heaven;
from the branches they sing their song. ℟.

From your dwelling you wáter the hills;

earth drinks its fíll of your gift.
You make the grass grów for the cattle
and the plants to serve man’s needs. ℟.

How many are your works, O Lord!

In wisdom you have made them all.
The earth is fúll of your riches.
Bless the Lord, my soul! ℟.
 Easter Vigil: Canticle for Reading 3
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Exodus 15

℟. I will síng to the Lord,

glorious his triumph!

I will sing to the Lord, glorious his triumph!

Horse and rider he has thrown into the sea!
The Lord is my strength, my sóng, my salvation.
This is my God and I extol him,
my father’s God and I give him praise. ℟.

The Lord is a warrior! ‘The Lórd’ is his name.

The chariots of Pharaoh he hurled into the sea,
the flower of his army is drówned in the sea.
The deeps hide them; they sánk like a stone. ℟.

Your right hand, Lord, glorious in its power,

your right hand, Lord, has shattered the enemy.
In the greatness of your glory you crushed the foe. ℟.

You will lead your people and plant them on your mountain,
the place, O Lord, where you have made your home,
the sanctuary, Lord, which your hands have made.
The Lord will reign for éver and ever. ℟.
 Easter Vigil: Canticle for Reading 5
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Isaiah 12

℟. With joy you will draw water

from the wélls of salvation.

Truly, God is my salvation,

I trust, I shall not fear.
For the Lord is my strength, my song,
he became my saviour.
With joy you will draw water
from the wélls of salvation. ℟.

Give thanks to the Lord, give praise to his name!

Make his mighty deeds knówn to the peoples!
Declare the greatness of his name. ℟.

Sing a psalm to the Lord

for he has done glórious deeds;
make them known to all the earth!
People of Zion, sing and shout for joy,
for great in your midst is the Holy One of Israel. ℟.
 Easter Vigil: Psalm for Reading 7
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Psalm 41(42):2-3,5,42:3-4

℟. Like the deer that yearns for running streams,

so my soul is yearning for you, my God.

My soul is thírsting for God,

the Gód of my life;
when can I énter and see
thé face of God? ℟.

These things will I remember

as I póur out my soul:
how I would lead the rejoicing crowd
into the house of God,
amid cries of gladness and thanksgiving,
the thróng wild with joy. ℟.

O send forth your líght and your truth;

let thése be my guide.
Let them bring me to your holy mountain,
to the pláce where you dwell. ℟.

And I will come to the áltar of God,

the Gód of my joy.
My redeemer, I will thank you on the harp,
Ó God, my God. ℟.
 Mass of Easter Night: Responsorial Psalm

Psalm 117 (118):1-2,16-17,22-23

℟. Alleluia, Alleluia, Alleluia!

Give thanks to the Lord for he is good,

for his love has no end.
Let the sons of Israel say:
‘His love has no end.’ ℟.

The Lord’s right hand has triumphed;

his right hand raised me up.
I shall not die, I shall live
and recount his deeds. ℟.

The stone which the builders rejected

has become the corner stone.
This is the work of the Lord,
a marvel in our eyes. ℟.
 LITANY OF THE SAINTS

Saint Michael, Pray for us.

Holy Angels of God, Pray for us.
Saint John the Baptist, Pray for us.
Saint Joseph, Pray for us.
Saint Peter and Saint Paul, Pray for us.
Saint Andrew, Pray for us.
Saint John, Pray for us.
Saint Mary Magdalene, Pray for us.
Saint Stephen, Pray for us.
Saint Ignatius of Antioch, Pray for us.
Saint Lawrence, Pray for us.
Saint Perpetua and Saint Felicity, Pray for us.
Saint Agnes, Pray for us.
Saint Gregory, Pray for us.
Saint Augustine, Pray for us.
Saint Athanasius, Pray for us.
Saint Basil, Pray for us.
Saint Martin, Pray for us.
Saint Dunstan, Pray for us.
Saint Benedict, Pray for us.
Saint Francis and Saint Dominic, Pray for us.
Saint Francis Xavier, Pray for us.
Saint John Vianney, Pray for us.
Saint Catherine of Siena, Pray for us.
Saint Teresa of Jesus, Pray for us.
All holy men and women, Saints of God, Pray for us.
From ev- - ery sin, Lord, deliver us, we pray.

From ever- last ing death,______ Lord, deliver us, we pray.

By your In car na- tion, Lord, deliver us, we pray.

By your Death and Res- ur- rec- tion, Lord, deliver us, we pray.

By the outpouring of the Ho- ly Spi- rit, Lord, deliver us, we pray.

If there are candidates to be baptised:

If there is no one to be baptised:

 Acclamation: Springs of Water

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Springs of wa ter, bless the Lord; praise and exalt him above all for ev er.
Vidi Aquam
 Vidi Aquam

Vidi aquam egredientem de templo, I saw water flowing from the temple,
a latere dextro, alleluia: on the right side, alleluia:
Et omnes, ad quos pervenit aqua ista, And all to whom that water came
salvi facti sunt et dicent. Alleluia, alleluia. have been saved, and they will say, alleluia.

Confitemini Domino, quoniam bonus: Worship the Lord, for he is good:

quoniam in saeculum misericordia ejus. for his mercy is forever.

Gloria Patri, et Filio, et Spiritui Sancto. Glory to the Father, and to the Son, and to
the Holy Spirit.

Sicut erat in principio, et nunc, et semper, As it was in the beginning, is now, and ever
et in saecula saeculorum. Amen. shall be, world without end. Amen.

Vidi aquam egredientem de templo, I saw water flowing from the temple,
a latere dextro, alleluia: on the right side, alleluia:
Et omnes, ad quos pervenit aqua ista, And all to whom that water came
salvi facti sunt et dicent. Alleluia, alleluia. have been saved, and they will say, alleluia.
 Ye choirs of new Jerusalem
St Fulbert

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1. Ye choirs of new Je ru sa lem, your
2. How Ju dah's Li on burst his chains, and
3. From hell's de vour ing jaws the prey a
4. Tri um phant in his glo ry now his
5. While joy ful thus his parise we sing, his
6. All glo ry to the Fath er be, all

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crushed the ser pent's head;
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scep tre rul eth all:
mer cy we im plore,
glo ry to his Son,

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the Pas chal vic to ry to hymn in
and brought with him, from death's do main, the
his ran somed hosts pur sue their way where
earth, heaven, and hell be fore him bow and
in to his pal ace bright to bring, and
all glo ry, Ho ly Ghost, to thee, while

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strains of ho ly joy.
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keep us ev er more.
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 Ye choirs of new Jerusalem

1. Ye choirs of new Jerusalem,

your sweetest notes employ,
the Paschal victory to hymn
in strains of holy joy.

2. How Judah’s Lion burst his chains,

and crushed the serpent’s head;
and brought with him, from death’s domain,
the long imprisoned dead.

3. From hell’s devouring jaws the prey

alone our leader bore;
his ransomed hosts pursue their way
where he hath gone before.

4. Triumphant in his glory now

his sceptre ruleth all:
earth, heaven, and hell before him bow
and at his footstool fall.

5. While joyful thus his praise we sing,

his mercy to implore,
into his palace bright to bring
and keep us evermore.

6. All glory to the Father be,

all glory to the Son,
all glory, Holy Ghost, to Thee,
while endless ages run.
O filii et filiae
 O filii et filiae
Alleluia, Alleluia, Alleluia. Alleluia, Alleluia, Alleluia.

1. O filii et filiae, Ye sons and daughters of the Lord,

Rex caelestis, Rex gloriae, the King of Glory, King adored,
morte surrexit hodie, alleluia. this day himself from death restored.

2. Et mane prima sabbati, All in the early morning grey

ad ostium monumenti went holy women on their way,
accesserunt discipuli, alleluia. to see the tomb where Jesus lay.

3. Et Maria Magdalene, Of spices pure a precious store

et Jacobi, et Salome, in their pure hands these women bore,
venerunt corpus ungere, alleluia. to anoint the sacred body o'er.

4. In albis sedens Angelus, The straightaway one in white they see,

praedixit mulieribus: who saith, "seek the Lord: but he
in Galilaea est Dominus, alleluia. is risen and gone to Galilee."

5. Et Joannes Apostolus This told they Peter, told John;

cucurrit Petro citius, who forthwith to the tomb are gone,
monumento venit prius, alleluia. but Peter is by John outrun.

6. Discipulis adstantibus, That self-same night, while out of fear

in medio stetit Christus, the doors where shut, their Lord most dear
dicens: Pax vobis omnibus, alleluia. to His Apostles did appear.

7. Ut intellexit Didymus, But Thomas, when of this he heard,

quia surrexerat Jesus, was doubtful of his brethren's word;
remansit fere dubius, alleluia. wherefore again there comes the Lord.

8. Vide, Thoma, vide latus, "Thomas, behold my side," saith He;

vide pedes, vide manus, "My hands, My feet, My body see,
noli esse incredulus, alleluia. and doubt not, but believe in Me."

9. Quando Thomas Christi latus, When Thomas saw that wounded side,
pedes vidit atque manus, the truth no longer he denied;
Dixit: Tu es Deus meus, alleluia. "Thou art my Lord and God!" he cried.

10. Beati qui non viderunt, Oh, blest are they who have not seen
Et firmiter crediderunt, their Lord and yet believe in Him!
vitam aeternam habebunt, alleluia. eternal life awaiteth them.

11. In hoc festo sanctissimo Now let us praise the Lord most high,
sit laus et jubilatio, and strive His name to magnify
benedicamus Domino, alleluia. on this great day, through earth and sky:

12. De quibus nos humillimas Whose mercy ever runneth o'er;

devotas atque debitas Whom men and Angel hosts adore;
Deo dicamus gratias, alleluia. to Him be glory evermore.
 O Flock of Christ, your homage bring
O Filii et Filiae

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Al le lu ia, al le lu ia, al le lu ia!

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1. O Flock of Christ, your hom age bring
2. Peace has come down from God on high!
3. Nev er on earth was strang er sight:
4. What saw you Ma ry, on your way?
5. An gels their joy ful tid ings spread!

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6. 'Christ is my hope, who rose for me!

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7. Christ lives a gain, whose blood was shed,

to Christ the Lamb, your glo rious King!

The King of peace in death did lie!
life fought with death in dark est night,
'I saw the tomb where life once lay,
Grave clothes I saw where none lay dead,

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Soon will you all his glo ry see!

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the Lord of life, our liv ing Bread,

His Eas ter praise in tri umph sing! Al le lu ia!

To save the sheep the Lamb did die! Al le lu ia!
yet lives to reign in end less light! Al le lu ia!
whose glo ry shone this Eas ter day! Al le lu ia!
the cloth that once had veiled his head! Al le lu ia!
Christ bids you go to Gal i lee!' Al le lu ia!
the First born ri sen from the dead! Al le lu ia!
 O flock of Christ, your homage bring

1. O flock of Christ, your homage bring

to Christ the Lamb, your glorious King!
His Easter praise in triumph sing! Alleluia!

Alleluia, alleluia, alleluia!

2. Peace has come down from God on high!

The King of peace in death did lie!
To save the sheep the Lamb did die! Alleluia!

3. Never on earth was stranger sight:

life fought with death in darkest night,
yet lives to reign in endless light! Alleluia!

4. What saw you, Mary, on your way?

‘I saw the tomb where Life once lay,
whose glory shone this Easter Day!’ Alleluia!

5. ‘Angels their joyful tidings spread!

Grave-clothes I saw where none lay dead,
the cloth that once had veiled his head.’ Alleluia!

6. ‘Christ is my hope, who rose for me!

Soon will you all his glory see!
Christ bids you go to Galilee!’ Alleluia!

7. Christ lives again, whose blood was shed,

the Lord of life, our living Bread,
the Firstborn risen from the dead! Alleluia!
 Thine be the glory
Maccabeus

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1. Thine be the glo ry, ri sen con quering Son,
2. Lo, Je sus meets us, ri sen from the tomb;

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3. No more we doubt thee, glo rious Prince of life;

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end less is the vic t'ry thou o'er death hast won;
lov ing ly he greets us, scat ters fear and gloom;

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life is nought with out thee; aid us in our strife;

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an gels in bright rai ment rolled the stone a way,
let the church with glad ness hymns of tri umph sing,

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make us more than con querors, through thy death less love;

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kept the fold ed grave clothes, where thy bo dy lay.

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for her Lord is liv ing, death has lost its sting.

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bring us safe through Jor dan to thy home a bove.

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Thine be the glo ry, ri sen con quering Son,

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end less is the vic t'ry thou o'er death hast won;
 Thine be the glory

1. Thine be the glory, risen conquering Son,

endless is the victory thou o’er death hast won;
angels in bright raiment rolled the stone away,
kept the folded grave-clothes, where thy body lay.

Thine be the glory, risen conquering Son,

Endless is the victory thou o’er death hast won.

2. Lo, Jesus meets us, risen from the tomb;

lovingly he greets us, scatters fear and gloom;
let the church with gladness hymn of triumph sing,
for her Lord is living, death has lost its sting.

3. No more we doubt thee, glorious Prince of life;

life is nought without thee; aid us in our strife;
make us more than conquerors, though thy deathless love;
bring us safe through Jordan to thy home above.