For the Sorrowing

Almighty and eternal God,
the Comfort of the sad,
the Strength of sufferers,
hear the prayers of those who call to you in any trouble,
that they may rejoice to know
your mercy is with them in their afflictions;
through Christ our Lord. Amen.

Source: Gelasian Sacramentary, Good Friday

Source of this version: Freely modified from Prayers of the Early Church, edited by J. Manning Potts, 1953. Also in The New Ancient Collects, #382)

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Today…

800px-mathis_gothart_grc3bcnewald_007Today, O good Jesus,
you did not hide your face from shame and spitting for us.

Today, Jesus our Redeemer,
you were mocked,
mocked by unbelievers,
and crowned with thorns for us.

Today, good Shepherd,
you laid down your life on the cross for the sheep,
and you were crucified with robbers,
and had your sacred hands nailed through.

Today you were laid in the guarded tomb,
and the saints burst open their tombs.

Today, good Jesus,
you put an end to our sins,
that on the day of your resurrection
we may joyfully receive your holy body,
and be refreshed with your sacred blood.

Source: Mozarabic, freely modified from  Ancient Collects, ed. William Bright, p. 48#3.

Not with Gold, Not with Silver, but with Blood from the Side of the Savior

800px-mathis_gothart_grc3bcnewald_007By the shedding of the Blood of Christ our Lord,
peace has been established in heaven and earth.
Truly precious is the Covenant of peace,
which was made by the offering of that holy Blood!
Not with gold,
not with silver,
not with gems or pearls,
but with the blood that poured
from the side of the Savior,
which gladdened heaven,
purified earth,
and terrified hell.

Source: Gallican Sacramentary, freely modified from  Ancient Collects, ed. William Bright, p. 48#2.

You Shed Your Precious Blood

800px-mathis_gothart_grc3bcnewald_007Lord Jesus Christ,
Son of the living God,
you came down from heaven to earth
from your Father’s side,
suffered five wounds on the wood of the cross,
and shed your precious blood
for the forgiveness of our sins.
At the day of judgment
set us at your right hand,
speak to us those sweet words,
“Come, you who are blessed,
into my Father’s kingdom;”
with the Father and the Holy Spirit
you live and reign,
one God,
now and forever.

Source: Sarum Missal, freely modified from  Ancient Collects, ed. William Bright, p. 47#3.

So Loving, Yet Hated

800px-mathis_gothart_grc3bcnewald_007O God,
Son of God,
so loving, yet hated,
so patient, yet assaulted to death,
you showed yourself gentle and merciful
even to your persecutors.
You have atoned for our sins
through the wounds of your Passion.
As you humbled yourself and suffered death for us,
now, in your glory,
bestow on us eternal brightness.

Source: Mozarabic, freely modified from  Ancient Collects, ed. William Bright, p. 46#1.

For Our Redemption

800px-mathis_gothart_grc3bcnewald_007Lord Jesus Christ, Son of the living God,
for our redemption
you were born and circumcised,
and rejected by the Jews,
betrayed with kiss by Judas,
seized, bound, and led in bonds
to Annas, Caiaphas, Herod, and Pilate,
and you stood before them to be mocked,
smitten with palm and fist,
with the scourge and the reed.

Your face was covered and defiled with spitting,
crowned with thorns,
accused by false witnesses.

You were condemned,
and as an innocent Lamb led to slaughter,
bearing your own cross,
pierced through with nails,
gall and vinegar were given you to drink,
and you were left on the cross
to die the most shameful of deaths,
wounded with a spear.

By these your most sacred pains
you deliver us from all sins and penalties.

By your holy Cross
bring us, miserable sinners,
to that place you brought the repentant thief to yourself;
for you live and with the Father and the Holy Spirit,
one God, now and forever.

Source: Sarum Missal, Innocent III, freely modified from  Ancient Collects, ed. William Bright, p. 45#3.

You Stretched Out Your Hands on the Cross

800px-mathis_gothart_grc3bcnewald_007Lord Jesus Christ,
you stretched out your hands on the cross
and you redeemed us by your blood.
Forgive me, a sinner,
for none of my thoughts are hidden from you.
Pardon I ask,
pardon I hope for,
pardon I trust to have.
You are pitiful and merciful,
spare and forgive me.

Source: Ambrosian, freely modified from  Ancient Collects, ed. William Bright, p. 44#2