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Stabat mater dolorosa
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Stabat mater dolorosa iuxta crucem lacrimosa dum pendebat filius	At the Cross her station keeping, Stood the mournful Mother weeping, Close to Jesus at the last.
cuius animam gementem contristantem et dolentem pertransivit gladius	Though her soul, of joy bereaved, Bowed with anguish, deeply grieved, Now at length the sword hath passed.
quam tristis et afflicta fuit illa benedicta mater unigenti quae maerebat et dolebat et tremebat dum videbat nati poenas incliti	Oh how sad and sore distressed Was that Mother, highly blest, Of the sole begotten One! Oh that silent, ceaseless mourning, Oh those dim eyes, never turning From that wondrous, suffering Son!
Quis est homo qui no fleret matrem Christi si videret in tanto supplicio Quis non posset contristari piam matrem contemplari dolentem cum filio	Who on Christ's dear Mother gazing, In her trouble 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 sorrow deep?
Pro peccatis suae gentis vidit Iesum in tormentis et flagellis subditum vidit suum dulcem natum morientem desolatum dum emisit spiritum	For the sins of His own nation, Saw Him hang in desolation Till His Spirit forth He sent; Bruised, derided, cursed, defiled, She beheld her tender Child, All with bloody scourges rent.
Eia mater fons amoris	O, thou Mother, fount of love!
Me sentire vim doloris fac ut tecum lugeam Fac ut ardeat cor meum in amando Christum Deum ut sibi complaceam	Touch my spirit from above, Make my heart with thine accord. Make me feel as thou hast felt; Make my soul to glow and melt With the love of Christ my Lord.
Sancta mater istud agas crucifixi fige plagas cordi meo valide tui nati vulnerati tam dignati pro me pati poenas mecum divide Fac me vere tecum flere crucifixo condolere donec ego vixero iuxta crucem tecum stare meque tibi sociare in planctu desidero	Holy Mother, pierce me through. In my heart each wound renew Of my Savior crucified; Let me share with thee His pain, Who for all my sins was slain, Who for me in torment died. Let me mingle tears with thee, Mourning Him who mourned for me, All the days that I may live. By the cross with thee to stay, There with thee to weep and pray, Is all I ask of thee to give.
Virgo virginium praeclara mihi iam non sis amara fac me tecum plangere fac ut portem Christi mortem passionis fac consortem et plagas recolere Fac me plagis vulnerari cruce had inebriari et cruore filii	Virgin of all virgins blest, Listen to my fond request; Let me share thy grief divine. Let me to my latest breath, In my body bear the death Of that dying Son of thine. Wounded with His every wound, Steep my soul till it hath swooned In His very blood away.
per te Virgo sim defensus inflamatus et accensum in die iudicii	Be to me, O Virgin, nigh, Lest in flames I burn and die In His awful judgment day.
Fac me cruce custodiri morte Christi praemuniri confoveri gratia	Christ, when Thou shalt call me hence, Be Thy Mother my defense, Be Thy Cross my victory.
Quando corpus morietur fac ut animae donetur paradisi gloria	While my body here decays May my soul Thy goodness praise Safe in Paradise with Thee.