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Solemnity of the Annunciation of the Lord

Praise We the Lord This Day

Holy Name of Jesus Glory to God Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace to people of good will. We praise you, we bless you, we adore you, we glorify you, we give you thanks for your great glory. Lord God, heav-enly King, O God, almighty Father. Lord Jesus Christ, Only Begotten Son, Lord God, Lamb of God, Son of the Father, you take away the sins of the world, have mercy on us; you take away the sins of the world, receive our prayer; you are seated at the right hand of the Father, have mercy on us. For you alone are the Holy One, you alone are the Lord, you alone are the Most High, Jesus Christ, with the Holy Spirit, in the glory of God the Father. Amen.

Psalm 40

Prayer of Intercession to Our Lady

Mother of Divine Love, we entrust to you our nation and world, our families and loved ones, that we may be spared the worst of this illness.

In this time of trial and testing, hear the cries of those who are vulnerable and fearful.

For those already afflicted, obtain the grace of healing and deliverance.

For those working to help the sick and bring an end to this crisis, obtain the strength to continue their work.

Shelter us under the mantle of your protection, conform us to the will of the Father, remind us always of the love of your Son, Jesus, and bring his peace to our land and to our hearts. Amen.

Saint Rocco, protector against the plague and all contagious diseases, pray for us!

Acknowledgements: Psalm 40 “Here Am I, Lord” by Tony Alonso, “Holy Name of Jesus Glory to God” by Norah Duncan IV, “I Sing a Maid” text by M. D. Ridge and “Holy Is Your Name” by David Haas reprinted with permission of GIA Publica-tions. All rights reserved. Acclamations from “Mass of Charity and Love” by Steven Warner reprinted with permission of World Library Publications. All rights reserved. All reprinted under OneLicense.net #A-702869.

I Sing a Maid

1. I sing a maid of tender years to whom an angel came, and knelt, as to a mighty queen, and bowed bright wings of flame: a nation’s hope in her reply, this maid of matchless grace; for God’s own son became her child, and she his resting place. 2. She watched him grow to manhood’s strength to meet his destiny. And when the danger of his truth brought him to Calvary, she stood by him all powerless to ease his dying pain, ‘til in the darkest hour of all, she held her son again. 3. And if the song had ended then, our eyes would fill with tears, but ah! the song had just begun to echo down the years! Now lift your voices, hearts and souls, to sing with one accord to honor Mary, Mother of The Christ, the Risen Lord!

Agnus Dei

Holy Is Your Name

Immaculate Mary