Ever Gazing Up to Thee

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Interior Mosaic, Ascension Dome, Patriarchal Cathedral Basilica of Saint Mark, Venice.

Interior Mosaic, Ascension Dome, Patriarchal Cathedral Basilica of Saint Mark, Venice.

Hail the day that sees Him rise, Alleluia!
To His throne above the skies, Alleluia!
Christ, awhile to mortals given, Alleluia!
Reascends His native heaven, Alleluia!

There the glorious triumph waits, Alleluia!
Lift your heads, eternal gates, Alleluia!
Christ hath conquered death and sin, Alleluia!
Take the King of glory in, Alleluia!

Circled round with angel powers, Alleluia!
Their triumphant Lord, and ours, Alleluia!
Conqueror over death and sin, Alleluia!
Take the King of glory in, Alleluia!

Him though highest Heav’n receives, Alleluia!
Still He loves the earth He leaves, Alleluia!
Though returning to His throne, Alleluia!
Still He calls mankind His own, Alleluia!

See! He lifts His hands above, Alleluia!
See! He shows the prints of love, Alleluia!
Hark! His gracious lips bestow, Alleluia!
Blessings on His church below, Alleluia!

Still for us His death He pleads, Alleluia!
Prevalent He intercedes, Alleluia!
Near Himself prepares our place, Alleluia!
Harbinger of human race, Alleluia!

Master, (will we ever say), Alleluia!
Taken from our head to day, Alleluia!
See Thy faithful servants, see, Alleluia!
Ever gazing up to Thee, Alleluia!

Grant, though parted from our sight, Alleluia!
Far above yon azure height, Alleluia!
Grant our hearts may thither rise, Alleluia!
Seeking Thee beyond the skies, Alleluia!

Ever upward let us move, Alleluia!
Wafted on the wings of love, Alleluia!
Looking when our Lord shall come, Alleluia!
Longing, gasping after home, Alleluia!

There we shall with Thee remain, Alleluia!
Partners of Thy endless reign, Alleluia!
There Thy face unclouded see, Alleluia!
Find our heaven of heavens in Thee, Alleluia!

– Hail the Day That Sees Him Rise, Charles Wes­ley, Hymns and Sacred Poems, 1742.

An Infallible and Unmistakable Sign

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Our Lady of Lebanon.

Our Lady of Lebanon.

An infallible and unmistakable sign by which we can distinguish an heretic, a man of false doctrine, an enemy of God, from one of God’s true friends is that the heretic and the hardened sinner show nothing but contempt and indifference for Our Lady. He endeavours by word and example, openly or insidiously — sometimes under specious pretexts — to belittle the love and veneration shown to her. God the Father has not told Mary to dwell in them because they are, alas, other Esaus.

– Saint Louis-Marie Grignion de Montfort, Treatise on True Devotion.

The First Cabinet (1861)

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The original Confederate Cabinet. L-R: Judah P. Benjamin, Stephen Mallory, Christopher Memminger, Alexander Stephens, LeRoy Pope Walker, Jefferson Davis, John H. Reagan and Robert Toombs.

The first Cabinet of the President of the Confederate States of America, assembled at Montgomery, Alabama (1861). L-R: Judah P. Benjamin, Stephen Mallory, Christopher Memminger, Alexander Stephens, LeRoy Pope Walker, Jefferson Davis, John H. Reagan, and Robert Toombs.

Miserable Plagiarists

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Pope Pius XII (1944).

Pope Pius XII (1944).

The Nazis are in reality only miserable plagiarists who dress up old errors with new tinsel. It does not make any difference whether they flock to the banners of social revolution, whether they are guided by a false concept of the world and of life, or whether they are possessed by the superstition of a race and blood cult.

– Eugenio Pacelli, quoted in Frankfurter Allgemeine Zeitung, March 4, 1963, quoted in the Catholic League for Religious and Civil Rights, Pius XII and the Holocaust (Milwaukee, Wisc.: The Catholic League for Religious and Civil Rights, 1988), 106–107.

She’s Flung Herself intae the Sea

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Oh I will set my ship in order
I will sail her on the sea
I’ll go far over yonder border
To see if my love minds on me

And he sailed east and he sailed west
He sailed far, far seeking land
Until he came to his true love’s window
And he knocked loud and would be in

“Oh who is that at my bedroom window?
Who knocks so loud and would be in?”
“‘Tis I, ’tis I, your ain true lover
And I am drenched untae my skin

So go and go and ask your faither
And see if he’ll let you marry me
If he says no, come back and tell me
And it’s the last time I’ll trouble thee”

“My father’s in his chamber writing
Setting down his merchandise
And in his hand he holds a letter
And it speaks much in your dispraise

My mother’s in her chamber sleeping
And words of love she will not hear
So you may go and court another
And whisper softly in her ear”

Then she arose, put on her clothing
It was to let her true love in
But e’re she had the door unlockit
His ship was sailing on the main

“Come back, come back, my ain dear Johnny
Come back, come back and marry me”
“How can I come back and marry you, love?
Our ship is sailing on the sea”

The fish may fly, and the seas run dry
The rocks may melt doon wi’ the sun
And the working man may forget his labor
Before that my love returns again

She’s turned herself right roun’ about
She’s flung herself intae the sea
Farewell for aye, my ain dear Johnny
Ye’ll ne’er hae tae come back to me

– I Will Set My Ship in Order, Trad.

Make Old Scott the First Victim

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Letter From a Georgia Lady.

We have been favored, by a venerable gentleman of this city, with the following extract of a letter from his niece, now living in Georgia, which fully shows the spirit which animates the matrons of the South, and evidences that they are the worthy descendants of the women of ’76:

You know that it has always been from childhood a subject of regret to me that I was not of the other sex; but never have I felt it more bitterly than at this time. A poor weak woman, that can do nothing for her country, unless it is to nurse the sick and wounded, which I know I would do to the best of my ability; but you may rest assured, if there is a gun lying idle that could be made effective, here is an individual that would not stop to think of petticoats, but put it to the best use she knows how, and I would not hesitate to make old Scott the first victim if I could.

My boys are healthy and strong fellows; I wish they were old enough to do duty. I would willingly give them up for this cause.

– Charleston Mercury, 16 January 1861, p. 1, c. 3.

Pray for the Holy Father

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The reckless (re-) abandonment of the regal and distinguishing appurtenances of the papal office, whatever the motivation, is not a true or practical humility. It debases the Petrine ministry and office and compromises the mission of the Ecclesia Catholica in the world. Nevertheless and always, oremus pro pontifice nostro Francisco:

Dominus conservet eum,
et vivificet eum,
et beatum faciat eum in terra,
et non tradat eum
in animam inimicorum eius.

The Ordinariates Unnecessary?

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Here’s a snippet of a story emailed to me by a friend. I’m not sure what, if anything, can be made of this, or even that the report of a former Anglican bishop can be trusted. Anyway, it’s posted here for what it’s worth. h/t to my moderator friend at Rorate Caeli.

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But in addition to the official reports, Greg Venables, former Anglican Archbishop of the Southern Cone and based in Argentina, offers a look at what Bergoglio “is really like.” He writes:

[Bergoglio] is much more of a Christian, Christ centered and Spirit filled, than a mere churchman. He believes the Bible as it is written.

I have been with him on many occasions and he always makes me sit next to him and invariably makes me take part and often do what he as Cardinal should have done. He is consistently humble and wise, outstandingly gifted yet a common man. He is no fool and speaks out very quietly yet clearly when necessary.

He called me to have breakfast with him one morning and told me very clearly that the Ordinariate [creating by the Catholic Church to accommodate alienated Anglicans] was quite unnecessary and that the church needs us as Anglicans.

I consider this to be an inspired appointment not because he is a close and personal friend but because of who he is In Christ. Pray for him.