I felt so inspired, and because I’m going to midnight mass tonight I thought we might celebrate with an appreciation of the most beautiful liturgy I’ve ever attended, the Roman Rite.
Hail Rome whose ancient solemn rite, leads us through this blessed night, whose Christmas voice is raised to sing to the glory of our blessed king. A single voice raised round the world, to open our hearts to things untold.
Whose holy saints and one accord, worship humbly our little Lord. Behold her, Rome, whose ancient chanting leaves our weary hearts now dancing. Blessed voices in accord, humbly sing before the Lord, whose body ever present is, to those who seek the place it lives.
Blessed Rome, whose faithfulness will guide the weary world to rest. Whose martyrs and saints all fall before, this tiny little infant Lord.
Hail Mary whose blessed heart, from those words did not depart, and when he was raised upon His throne, felt a sword pierce through her bones. Blessed Mother of our God, the ark of Heaven angels laud.
Benedicamus Domino, puer natus est pro nobis.