Liturgical Colour : Purple/Violet
Psalm 85 : 1-2, 3-4, 5-6
Listen, o YHVH, and answer me, for I am afflicted and needy. Preserve my life, for I am God-fearing; save Your servant who trusts in You.
Have mercy on me, o YHVH, for I cry to You all day. Bring joy to the soul of Your servant; for You, o YHVH, I lift up my soul.
You are good and forgiving, o YHVH, caring for those who call on You. Listen, o YHVH, to my prayer, hear the voice of my pleading.
Liturgical Colour : Purple/Violet
Psalm 50 : 3-4, 5-6a, 18-19
Have mercy on me, o God, in Your love. In Your great compassion blot out my sin. Wash me thoroughly of my guilt; cleanse me of evil.
For I acknowledge my wrongdoings and have my sins ever in mind. Against You alone, have I sinned.
You take no pleasure in sacrifice; were I to give a burnt offering, You would not delight in it. O God, my sacrifice is a broken spirit; a contrite heart, You will not despise.
Liturgical Colour : Purple/Violet
Psalm 1 : 1-2, 3, 4 and 6
Blessed is the man who does not go where the wicked gather, or stand in the way of sinners, or sit where the scoffers sit! Instead, he finds delight in the Law of YHVH and meditates day and night on His commandments.
He is like a tree beside a brook producing its fruit in due season, its leaves never withering. Everything he does is a success.
But it is different with the wicked. They are like chaff driven away by the wind. For YHVH knows the way of the righteous but cuts off the way of the wicked.
Liturgical Colour : Purple/Violet
Psalm 50 : 3-4, 5-6a, 12-13, 14 and 17
Have mercy on me, o God, in Your love. In Your great compassion blot out my sin. Wash me thoroughly of my guilt; cleanse me of evil.
For I acknowledge my wrongdoings and have my sins ever in mind. Against You alone have I sinned; what is evil in Your sight I have done.
Create in me, o God, a pure heart; give me a new and steadfast spirit. Do not cast me out of Your presence nor take Your Holy Spirit from me.
Give me again the joy of Your salvation and sustain me with a willing spirit. O Lord, open my lips, and I will declare Your praise.
Liturgical Colour : Green
Psalm 50 : 12-13, 14-15, 18-19
Create in me, o God, a pure heart; give me a new and steadfast spirit. Do not cast me out of Your presence nor take Your Holy Spirit from me.
Give me again the joy of Your salvation and sustain me with a willing Spirit. Then I will show wrongdoers Your ways and sinners will return to You.
You take no pleasure in sacrifice; were I to give a burnt offering, You would not delight in it.
Dies Irae, Dies Illa, solvet saeclum in favilla : Teste David cum Sibylla.
Quantus tremor est futurus, quando judex est venturus. Cuncta stricte discussurus!
Tuba, mirum spargens sonum, per sepulcra regionum. Coget omnes ante thronum.
Mors stupebit et natura, cum resurget creatura. Judicanti responsura.
Liber Scriptus proferetur, in quo totum continetur, unde mundus judicetur.
Judex ergo cum sedebit, quidquid latet, apparebit : Nil inultum remanebit.
Quid sum miser tunc dicturus? Quem patronum rogaturus, cum vix justus sit securus?
Rex tremendae majestatis, qui salvandos salvas gratis. Salva me, fons pietatis.
Recordare, Jesu pie, quod sum causa Tuae viae : Ne me perdas illa die.
Quaerens me, sedisti lassus : Redemisti Crucem passus : Tantus labor non sit cassus.
Juste judex ultionis, donum fac remissionis. Ante diem rationis.
Ingemisco, tamquam reus : Culpa rubet vultus meus : Supplicanti parce, Deus.
Qui Mariam absolvisti, et latronem exaudisti, Mihi quoque spem dedisti.
Preces meae non sunt dignae : Sed Tu bonus fac benigne, Ne perenni cremer igne.
Inter oves locum praesta, et ab haedis me sequestra, statuens in parte dextra.
Confutatis maledictis, Flammis actibus addictis : Voca me cum benedictis.
Oro supplex et acclinis, cor contritum quasi cinis : Gere curam mei finis.
Lacrimosa dies illa, qua resurget ex favilla. Judicandus homo reus : Huic ergo parce, Deus.
Pie Jesu Domine, Dona eis requiem. Amen.
English translation
The day of wrath, that awful day, shall reduce the world to ashes, as David and the Sybil prophesied.
How great shall be the trembling, when the Judge shall come to examine all things rigorously.
The trumpet, with astounding blast, echoing over the sepulchres of the whole world, shall summon all before the throne.
Death and Nature will stand aghast, when the creature shall rise again, to answer before his Judge.
The written book shall be brought forth, containing all for which the world must be judged.
When, therefore, the Judge shall be seated, whatsoever is hidden shall be brought to light; nothing shall remain unpunished.
What shall I, wretched, then say? Whom shall I invoke as protector, when even the just shall hardly be secure?
O King of awful majesty, who of Your free gift saved those who are to be saved, save me, o Fount of mercy.
Remember, o loving Jesus, that for my sake You had come upon the earth. Let me not, then, be lost on that day.
In search of me, You sat down, weary, suffering the Cross, You had redeemed me. Let not so great a labour be in vain.
O righteous Awarder of punishment, grant me the gift of pardon before the day of accounting.
I groan as one guilty, while I blush for my sins : oh! Spare Your suppliant, my God!
You who had absolved Mary, and had hearkened to the thief, to me You had also given hope.
My prayers deserve not to be heard, but You are good. Grant, in Your kindness, that I may not burn in the unquenchable fire.
Amid Your sheep appoint me a place, and separate me from the goats, placing me at Your right hand.
The accursed having been silenced and given over to the bitter flames, call me with the blessed.
Kneeling and prostrate I pray, with a heart contrite as though crushed to ashes; oh! Have a care for my last hour.
A mournful day that day shall be, when from the glowing embers shall arise. Guilty man, that he may be judged; spare him, then, o God!
Merciful Jesus, Lord, grant them rest. Amen.
petercanisiusmichaeldavidkang 