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At the cross her station keeping
Author: Edward Caswall (1814-1878); Jacopone da Todi (d. 1306) Hymnal: Ancient and Modern #177 (2013) Meter: 8.8.7 D Hymnal Title: Ancient and Modern Lyrics: 1 At the cross her station keeping
stood the mournful Mother weeping,
where he hung, the dying Lord;
for her soul, of joy bereavèd,
bowed with anguish, deeply grieved,
felt the sharp and piercing sword.
2 O how sad and sore distressèd
now was she, that Mother blessèd
of the sole-begotten one!
Deep the woe of her affliction,
when she saw the crucifixion
of her ever-glorious Son.
3 Who, on Christ's dear Mother gazing
pierced by anguish so amazing,
born of woman, would not weep?
Who, on Christ's dear Mother thinking
such a cup of sorrow drinking,
would not share her sorrows deep?
4 For his people's sins chastised,
she beheld her Son despised,
scourged, and crowned with thorns entwined;
saw him then from judgement taken,
and in death by all forsaken,
till his spirit he resigned.
5 O good Jesu, let me borrow
something of thy Mother's sorrow,
fount of love, Redeemer kind,
that my heart fresh ardour gaining,
and a purer love attaining,
may with thee acceptance find. Topics: Church Year Good Friday; Good Friday; Good Friday; Grief; Mary Scripture: Luke 2:34-35 Languages: English Tune Title: STABAT MATER
At the cross her station keeping
At the Cross Her Station Keeping (Stabat Mater Dolorosa)
Author: Jacapone da Todi, 1230-1306; Edward Caswall, 1814-1878 Hymnal: Breaking Bread (Vol. 39) #120 (2019) Meter: 8.8.7 Hymnal Title: Breaking Bread (Vol. 39) Lyrics: 1 At the cross her station keeping,
Stood the mournful Mother weeping,
Close to Jesus to the last.
2 Through her heart, his sorrow sharing,
All his bitter anguish bearing,
Now at length the sword has passed.
3 O how sad and sore distressed,
Was that Mother highly blest
Of the sole begotten One!
4 Christ above in torment hangs,
She beneath beholds the pangs
Of her dying, glorious Son.
5 Is there one who would not weep,
Whelmed in miseries so deep,
Christ's dear Mother to behold?
6 Can the human heart refrain
From partaking in her pain,
In that Mother's pain untold?
7 Bruised, derided, cursed, defiled,
She beheld her tender Child,
All with bloody scourges rent.
8 For the sins of his own nation
Saw him hang in desolation
Till his spirit forth he sent.
9 O thou Mother! Font of love,
Touch my spirit from above,
Make my heart with thine accord.
10 Make me feel as thou hast felt;
Make my soul to glow and melt
With the love of Christ, my Lord.
11 Holy Mother, pierce me through,
In my heart each wound renew
Of my Savior crucified.
12 Let me share with thee his pain,
Who for all my sins was slain,
Who for me in torment died.
13 Let me mingle tears with thee,
Mourning him who mourned for me,
All the days that I may live.
14 By the cross with thee to stay;
There with thee to weep and pray,
All I ask of thee to give.
15 Virgin of all Virgins best!
Listen to my fond request:
Let me share thy grief divine.
LATIN -
1 Stabat Mater dolorosa
Juxta crucem lacrimosa,
Dum pendebat Filius.
2 Cujus animam gementem,
contristatam et dolentem,
Pertransivit gladius.
3 O quam tristis et afflicta
Fuit illa benedicta,
Mater Unigeniti!
4 Quae maerebat et dolebat,
Pia Mater, dum videbat
Nati poenas inclyti.
5 Quis non posset contristari,
Piam Matrem contemplari
Dolentem cum Filio?
6 Quis est homo qui non fleret,
Matrem Christi si videret
In tanto supplicio?
7 Pro peccatis suae gentis
vidit Iesum in tormentis,
et flagellis subditum.
8 Vidit suum dulcem Natum
Moriendo desolatum,
Dum emisit spiritum.
9 Eia Mater, fons amoris,
Me sentire vim doloris
Fac, ut tecum lugeam.
10 Fac ut ardeat cor meum
in amando Christum Deum,
ut sibi complaceam.
11 Sancta Mater, istud agas,
Crucifixi fige plagas
Cordi meo valide.
12 Tui Nati vulnerati,
Tam dignati pro me pati,
Poenas mecum divide.
13 Fac me vere tecum flere,
Crucifixo condolere,
Donec ego vixero.
14 Juxta crucem tecum stare,
Ac me tibi sociare
In planctu desidero.
15 Virgo virginum praeclara,
Mihi jam non sis amara:
Fac me tecum plangere. Topics: Seasonal Music Lent Languages: English; Latin Tune Title: STABAT MATER
At the Cross Her Station Keeping (Stabat Mater Dolorosa)
Madre Llena de Aflicción
Hymnal: Cantos del Pueblo de Dios = Songs of the People of God (2nd ed.) #34 (2001) Hymnal Title: Cantos del Pueblo de Dios = Songs of the People of God (2nd ed.) First Line: Pilato firma contra mi dueño Topics: Cuaresma/Lent Languages: Spanish Tune Title: [Pilato firma contra mi dueño]
Madre Llena de Aflicción
Stabat Mater Dolorosa
Author: James Quinn, B. 1919 Hymnal: Catholic Book of Worship III #694 (1994) Hymnal Title: Catholic Book of Worship III First Line: Jesus on the cross is dying Lyrics: 1 Jesus on the cross is dying
Soon his body will be lying
In the darkness of the tomb.
2 God's own mother, purest maiden,
Sees the sinless One, sin-laden,
Blessed fruit of blessed womb.
3 Mary's heart for him is aching
As she sees her Son's heart breaking
So that love may be revealed.
4 Now at last her heart is feeling
Sorrow's sword, her Son revealing
Thoughts in many hearts concealed.
5 How could pity not awaken
For the Son of God, forsaken
In the loneliness of death?
6 Who would not give consolation
In this Mother's desolation
As he breathes his dying breath?
7 Mary's heart for him is bleeding;
In his blood, for sinners pleading,
God's new law of love is sealed.
8 "It is done", she hears him crying
At the moment of his dying:
Death by death has now been healed.
9 Let me stand beside you, sharing
Grief for Jesus, my sins bearing
On the cross of Calvary.
10 By the cross your vigil keeping,
Let me share your silent weeping,
Pierce my heart with sorrow's sword.
11 Let me, though in humble fashion,
Share with you the bitter passion
Of the Son you brought to birth.
12 Let me bear the wounds of Jesus,
Drink the precious blood that frees us,
Glory only in his cross.
13 Let the cross be my salvation,
Jesus' death my consolation,
In that hour when I must die.
14 Queen of heaven, by the merit
Of your Son let me inherit
Joy with all the saints on high.
Topics: Justice; Mary, Mother of God; Stations of the Cross; Stations of the Cross Languages: English Tune Title: STABAT MATER
Stabat Mater Dolorosa
At the cross, her vigil keeping
Author: Edward Caswall (1814-1878) Hymnal: Church Hymnary (4th ed.) #387 (2005) Meter: 8.8.7 D Hymnal Title: Church Hymnary (4th ed.) Lyrics: 1 At the cross, her vigil keeping,
stood the mournful Mother weeping,
where he hung, the dying Lord;
for her soul, of joy bereavèd,
bowed with sorrow, deeply grievèd,
felt the sharp and piercing sword.
2 Who, on Christ's dear Mother gazing,
pierced with anguish so amazing,
born of woman, would not weep?
Who, on Christ's dear Mother thinking,
such a cup of sorrow drinking,
would not share her sorrows deep?
3 For his people's sins chastisèd
she beheld her Son despisèd
scourged, and crowned with thorns entwined;
saw him then from judgment taken,
and in death by all forsaken,
till his spirit he resigned.
4 Jesus, may her deep devotion
stir in me the same emotion,
fount of love, Redeemer kind,
that my heart, fresh ardour gaining,
and a purer love attaining,
may with thee acceptance find. Topics: Life in Christ Christ Incarnate - Passion and Death; Christian Year Good Friday; Mary Scripture: Acts 19:26-27 Languages: English Tune Title: STABAT MATER
At the cross, her vigil keeping
By the Cross, sad vigil keeping
Hymnal: Church Hymns #151b (1903) Hymnal Title: Church Hymns Topics: Hymns on the Passion; Good Friday; The Seven Words Languages: English Tune Title: STABAT MATER
By the Cross, sad vigil keeping
At the cross her station keeping
Author: E. Caswall Hymnal: Columbia University Hymnal #77 (1921) Hymnal Title: Columbia University Hymnal Languages: English Tune Title: STABAT MATER
At the cross her station keeping
Stabat mater dolorosa
Hymnal: Columbia University Hymnal #78 (1921) Hymnal Title: Columbia University Hymnal Languages: Latin Tune Title: STABAT MATER
Stabat mater dolorosa
At the cross her station keeping
Author: Jacopone Da Todi d. 1306; Edward Caswall, 1814-1878 Hymnal: Common Praise #104 (2000) Meter: 8.8.7 D Hymnal Title: Common Praise Lyrics: 1 At the cross her station keeping
stood the mournful Mother weeping,
where he hung, the dying Lord;
for her soul, of joy bereavèd,
bowed with anguish, deeply grievèd,
felt the sharp and piercing sword.
2 O how sad and sore distressèd
now was she, that Mother blessèd
of the sole-begotten one!
Deep the woe of her affliction,
when she saw the crucifixion
of her ever-glorious Son.
3 Who, on Christ's dear Mother gazing
pierced by anguish so amazing,
born of woman, would not weep?
Who, on Christ's dear Mother thinking
such a cup of sorrow drinking,
would not share her sorrows deep?
4 For his people's sins chastisèd,
she beheld her Son despisèd,
scourged, and crowned with thorns entwined;
saw him then from judgement taken,
and in death by all forsaken,
till his spirit he resigned.
5 O good Jesu, let me borrow
something of thy Mother's sorrow,
fount of love, Redeemer kind,
that my heart fresh ardour gaining,
and a purer love attaining,
may with thee acceptance find. Topics: Passiontide and Holy Week Scripture: Isaiah 53:1-2 Languages: English Tune Title: STABAT MATER
At the cross her station keeping
At the cross her station keeping
Author: Jacopone da Todi, d. 1306; Edward Caswall, 1814-1878 Hymnal: Complete Anglican Hymns Old and New #51 (2000) Meter: 8.8.7 Hymnal Title: Complete Anglican Hymns Old and New First Line: At her cross her station keeping Lyrics: 1 At the cross her station keeping,
stood the mournful mother weeping,
close to Jesus to the last.
2 Through her heart, his sorrow sharing,
all his bitter anguish bearing,
now at length the sword has passed.
3 O, how sad and sore distressed
was that mother highly blest,
of the sole-begotten One.
4 Christ above in torment hangs;
she beneath beholds the pangs
of her dying glorious Son.
5 Is there one who would not weep,
whelmed in miseries so deep,
Christ's dear mother to behold?
6 Can the human heart refrain
from partaking in her pain,
in that mother's pain untold?
7 Bruised, derided, cursed, defiled,
she behold her tender child,
all with bloody scourges rent.
8 For the sins of his own nation,
saw him hang in desolation,
till his spirit forth he sent.
9 O thou mother! Fount of love!
Touch my spirit from above,
make my heart with thine accord.
10 Make me feel as thou hast felt;
make my soul to glow and melt
with the love of Christ my Lord.
11 Holy Mother, pierce me through,
in my heart each wound renew
of my Saviour crucified.
12 Let me share with thee his pain
who for all my sins was slain,
who for me in torments died.
13 Let me mingle tears with thee,
mourning him who mourned for me,
all the days that I may live.
14 By the cross with thee to stay,
there with thee to weep and pray,
this I ask of thee to give. Topics: Passiontide; The Suffering Community; Year B Palm Sunday: Liturgy of the Passion; Year C Epiphany 4; Years A, B, and C Good Friday; Years A, B, and C Mothering Sunday Scripture: Isaiah 53:8 Languages: English Tune Title: STABAT MATER
At the cross her station keeping
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