# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d101 | Mother Mary, at thine altar We thy loving children kneel | | | | | | | |
d102 | Mother of Mercy, day by day, my love of thee grows more | | | | | | | |
d103 | My dearest Savior, I would fain | | | | | | | |
d104 | My God, I love Thee, not because I hope for heaven | | | | | | | |
d105 | My God, my life, my love, to thee, to thee I call | | | | | | | |
d106 | My Jesus from His throne above | | | | | | | |
d107 | Nature in her calmness raises | | | | | | | |
d108 | Nearer, my God, to thee, nearer to thee | | | | | | | |
d109 | Now are the days of humblest prayer | | | | | | | |
d110 | Now at the Lamb's great paschal feast | | | | | | | |
d111 | O blest forever [fore'er] the mother | | | | | | | |
d112 | O bond of love, that dost unite | | | | | | | |
d113 | O Christ, behind thy temple's veil | | | | | | | |
d114 | O Christ, the world's creator bright | | | | | | | |
d115 | O come and mourn with me awhile | | | | | | | |
d116 | O come, loud anthems let us sing, loud thanks | | | | | | | |
d117 | O Comforter, to thee we cry | | | | | | | |
d118 | O filii et fili' | | | | | | | |
d119 | O God, how ought my grateful heart | | | | | | | |
d120 | O gracious Lord, Creator dear | | | | | | | |
d121 | O heart of Mary, pure and fair | | | | | | | |
d122 | O holy night the stars are brightly shining | | | | | | | |
d123 | O Jesu, thou the beauty art | | | | | | | |
d124 | O Jesus Christ, remember when thou shalt come again | | | | | | | |
d125 | O Jesus dear, thy sacred heart | | | | | | | |
d126 | O Jesus, Jesus, dearest Lord | | | | | | | |
d127 | O Jesus, Lord, most mighty King | | | | | | | |
d128 | O Lord, I am not worthy | | | | | | | |
d129 | O lovely Infant dearest Savior | | | | | | | |
d130 | O Maria, O Maria, sine labe concepta | | | | | | | |
d131 | O mother blest, whom God bestows | | | | | | | |
d132 | O mother, I could weep for mirth | | | | | | | |
d133 | O mother loved, our sweet delight | | | | | | | |
d134 | O mother, most afflicted, Standing beneath that tree | | | | | | | |
d135 | O Paradise, O Paradise, who doth [does] [would] not win thy rest | | | | | | | |
d136 | O purest of creatures, sweet mother, sweet maid | | | | | | | |
d137 | O queen of the holy rosary! O bless us as we pray | | | | | | | |
d138 | O sacred heart, O love divine, Do keep us near to thee | | | | | | | |
d139 | O sacred heart, our home lies deep in thee | | | | | | | |
d140 | O sacred heart that on the cross | | | | | | | |
d141 | O salutaris hostia, Qu' coeli pandis ostium | | | | | | | |
d142 | O sanctissima, O piissima, Dulcis virgo Maria | | | | | | | |
d143 | O take me to thy sacred heart | | | | | | | |
d144 | O thou eternal King most high | | | | | | | |
d145 | O turn to Jesus, mother, turn | | | | | | | |
d146 | O vision bright, the land of light | | | | | | | |
d147 | O what could my Jesus do more | | | | | | | |
d148 | O when shall we with angels bright | | | | | | | |
d149 | On this day we ask to share | | | | | | | |
d150 | Only thee, my Jesus | | | | | | | |
d151 | Our Lord is risen from the dead, Our Jesus [Savior] is gone | | | | | | | |
d152 | Pange, lingua, gloriosi, corporis mysterium | | | | | | | |
d153 | Peace, be still, our God is dwelling | | | | | | | |
d154 | Pity, my God, 'tis for our [own] beloved land | | | | | | | |
d155 | Praise ye the Lord on every height | | | | | | | |
d156 | Pray for the dead, though faithful they | | | | | | | |
d157 | Queen and mother many hearts | | | | | | | |
d158 | Raise your voices, vales and mountains | | | | | | | |
d159 | Rose of the cross, thou mystic flower | | | | | | | |
d160 | Sacred heart in accents burning | | | | | | | |
d161 | Saint Anthony we turn to thee | | | | | | | |
d162 | Saving host we fall before thee | | | | | | | |
d163 | See amid the winter's snow | | | | | | | |
d164 | See, he comes whom every nation | | | | | | | |
d165 | See the Paraclete descending | | | | | | | |
d166 | Sing, my joyful tongue, the mystery | | | | | | | |
d167 | Sing, sing, ye angel [angelic] bands | | | | | | | |
d168 | Sleep, holy Babe, upon thy [your] mother's | | | | | | | |
d169 | Soul of my Savior, sanctify my breast | | | | | | | |
d170 | Stabat mater dolorosa, juxta crucem lacrymosa | | | | | | | |
d171 | Stars of glory, shine more brightly | | | | | | | |
d172 | Sweet name which makes the dying live | | | | | | | |
d173 | Sweet Savior, bless us ere [as] we go | | | | | | | |
d174 | Taking that sweet Ave | | | | | | | |
d175 | Tantum ergo sacramentum | | | | | | | |
d176 | Te Joseph celebrent agmina coelitum | | | | | | | |
d177 | The clouds hang thick o'er Isr'l's camp | | | | | | | |
d178 | The day is o'er, the moon serenely | | | | | | | |
d179 | The first Noel, the angel did say | | | | | | | |
d180 | The ice bonds of winter are broken | | | | | | | |
d181 | The Lord, whom earth and air and sea | | | | | | | |
d182 | The star of the ocean is risen | | | | | | | |
d183 | The sun is shining brightly, the trees are decked with green | | | | | | | |
d184 | This is the image of the [our] queen | | | | | | | |
d185 | Thou art my hope, dear sacred heart | | | | | | | |
d186 | Thou for whom I'vew long been sighing | | | | | | | |
d187 | Thou loving Maker of mankind | | | | | | | |
d188 | Thou who, hero like, hast striven | | | | | | | |
d189 | Thy children humbly bending | | | | | | | |
d190 | 'Tis the month of our Mother, the sweet month of May | | | | | | | |
d191 | To Jesus' heart all burning with fervent love for men | | | | | | | |
d192 | To kneel at thine altar, in faith we draw near | | | | | | | |
d193 | Unfold, unfold ye [golden] gates of heaven | | | | | | | |
d194 | Uplift the voice and sing | | | | | | | |
d195 | Upon the altar, night and day | | | | | | | |
d196 | Veni creator spiritus | | | | | | | |
d197 | What a sea of tears and sorrow | | | | | | | |
d198 | What beauteous sun surpassing Star | | | | | | | |
d199 | What happiness can equal mine | | | | | | | |
d200 | What light is streaming from the skies | | | | | | | |