lution, shall drop from my eyes, receive it as an act of contrition for the sins of my whole life, and in that dreadful moment; by Thy Crucifixion, Merciful Jesus, have mercy upon me.

When the last sigh shall summon my soul to burst from the embrace of the body, let it fly unto Thee on the wings of impatience and desire, and then at that moment; by Thy thirst on the Cross, Merciful Jesus, have mercy upon me

When my soul, trembling on my lips, shall bid farewell to the world, and leave my body lifeless, pr.e, and cold, receive this separation as an act of nomage which I willingly pay to Thy Sovereign Majesty; and by Thine own most holy Death, Merciful Jesus, have mercy upon me.

When at length my soul, admitted to Thy presence, shall first behold Thine awful Majesty and Beauty, reject me not, but receive me into Thy bosom, where I may for ever sing Thy praises; and in that moment, when eternity shall begin for me, Merciful Jesus, have mercy upon me.

Let us pray.

LORD, we beseech Thee, let Thy mercy be implored in our behalf, both now and at the hour of our death, by the Blessed Virgin Mary Thy Mother, whose soul, in the hour of Thy Passion, was pierced with the sword of sorrow.

O God, Who for the redemption of the world wast pleased to be born, circumcised, rejected by the Jews, betrayed by the kiss of Judas the traitor, bound with cords, led as an innocent lamb to the slaughter, shamefully brought before Annas, Caiaphas, and Herod, accused by false witnesses, mocked with scourgings and reproaches, defiled

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with spittings, crowned with thorns, bufeted with blows, smitten with a reed, blindfolded, stripped of raiment, nailed to the Cross, lifted up on the Cross, reckoned among thieves, to be given gall and vinegar to drink, and to be wounded by a spear: do Thou, O Lord, by these Thy most holy sufferings, which I, although unworthy, call to mind, and by Thy holy Cross and Death, deliver me, Thy servant, from the pains of hell, and be pleased to lead me whither Thou didst lead the thief crucified with Thee: Who with the Father and the Holy Ghost livest and reignest God, world without end. Ameu.

CONTEMPLATION OF DEATH.

OW let me close mine eyes,

Now

And strive to picture to myself the day When, stretched in my last dying agonies. I here no more may stay.

Ah! when will be the time

Far thee, my soul, to wing thy solemn flight? Shall it be winter's snow, or summer's prime ? Shall it be day or night?

And shall it be my lot
Prepared by Sacraments of grace to die?
Or shall I perish in some lonely spot,
No Priest of Jesus nigh?

And will my death come slow,
Or sudden as the lightning's vivid blast?
Ah me! I cannot say but this I know,
That come it must at last.

Oh, then, since thus I live,
Certain of death, uncertain of the day,
This grace to me, Immortal Saviour, give,
In Thy dear love I pray,―

That whatsoe'er befall

Of good or ill, I evermore may be
Ready, whenever sounds Thy solemn call,
At once to answer Thee!

Amen.

The Order for Prime.

Our Father.

Hail Mary. I believe.

. O God, make speed to save us. R. O Lord, make haste to help us.

From Septuagesima until Easter, instead of Alleluia,

Praise be to Thee, O Lord, King of everlasting glory.

N°

HYMN. Jam lucis orlo sidere.

OW that the daylight fills the sky,
We lift our hearts to God on high,

That He, in all we do and say,

Would keep us free from harm to-day :

Would guard our hearts and tongues from strife:

From anger's din would hide our life:
From all ill sights would turn our eyes :
Would close our ears from vanities:

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Would keep our inmost conscience pure
Our souls from folly would secure :
Would bid us check the pride of sense
With due and holy abstinence.

So we, when this new day is gone,
And night in turn is drawing on,
With conscience by the world unstained,
Shall praise His Name for victory gained.

All praise to God the Father be;
All praise, Eternal Son, to Thee;
All praise for ever, as

meet,

Amen.

To God the Holy Paraclete.

Sunday,-Alleluia, Alleluia, Alleluia.
Weekdays,-Blessed are those that walk in Thy

law, O Lord.

SHORT CHAPTER. 1 Tim. I. 17.

UNT

NTO the King, Eternal, Immortal, Invisible, the only wise God, be honour and glory for ever and ever. Amen.

R7. Thanks be to God.

SHORT RESPOND.

O Christ, Son of the living God, have mercy

upon us.

O Christ, Son of the living God, have mercy upon us.

. Thou That sittest at the right hand of the Father,

Have mercy upon us.

. Glory be to the Father, and to the Son, and to the Holy Ghost.

O Christ, Son of the living God, have mercy upon us.

. O Christ, arise, help us.

Ry. And deliver us for Thy Name's sake.

Lord, have mercy upon us.
Christ, have mercy upon us.
Lord, have mercy upon us.

Our Father.

. And lead us not into temptation. Ry. But deliver us from evil.

I believe in God.

. The resurrection of the body. Ry. And the life everlasting. Amen. . I have cried unto Thee, O Lord. Ry. And early let my prayer come unto Thee.