Attached to the Chapel of the Sacred Heart of Jesus, Sungai Buloh, Selangor, Malaysia under the guidance of the priests of the Society of Saint Pius X.
Most Sacred Heart of Jesus, have mercy on us!
Sunday, July 12, 2009
Eighth Sunday after Pentecost
For July 26, 2009 which is the 8th Sunday after Pentecost, we are going to sing:
Let us hasten to make reparation for this most grievous offense against the Most Blessed Sacrament of the Altar which happened right here in Malaysia.
Act of Adoration & Reparation to Jesus in the Most Blessed Sacrament
Profoundly I adore Thee, my Jesus, true Victim of expiation for our sins, and I offer Thee this act of adoration to atone for the sacrilegious outrages Thou dost suffer from so many ungrateful Christians who dare to draw near to receive Thee with mortal sin upon their souls. In reparation for such hateful sacrileges I offer Thee the last drops of Thy Most Precious Blood, which Thou didst shed from Thy sacred wounds and especially from the wound in Thy sacred Side, and entering therein with a devout heart, I adore Thee, I bless and I love Thee, and I repeat with all the hearts who are devoted to the Blessed Sacrament:
O Sacrament most holy! O Sacrament divine! All praise and all thanksgiving be every moment Thine.
Yours truly found the following video by sheer coincidence while planning for hymns for the next Mass (6th Sunday after Pentecost) which falls in July, the month traditionally commemorating the Most Precious Blood of Our Lord. Simple, yet elegant tune, recalling the heavy price paid for our sins.
Alas! and did my Saviour bleed And did my Sovereign die? Would He devote that sacred head For sinners such as I?
Thy body slain, sweet Jesus, Thine— And bathed in its own blood— While the firm mark of wrath divine, His Soul in anguish stood.
Was it for crimes that I had done He groaned upon the tree? Amazing pity! grace unknown! And love beyond degree!
Well might the sun in darkness hide And shut his glories in, When Christ, the mighty Maker died, For man the creature’s sin.
Thus might I hide my blushing face While His dear cross appears, Dissolve my heart in thankfulness, And melt my eyes to tears.
But drops of grief can ne’er repay The debt of love I owe: Here, Lord, I give my self away ’Tis all that I can do.
‘The more closely a composition for church approaches the Gregorian form in its movement, inspiration and flavor, the more sacred and liturgical it is, and the more it departs from that supreme model, the less worthy it is of the temple’ - Pope St. Pius X