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Ad te levavi animam meam

 on December 2, 2012 8:07 AM |
 
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All my heart goes out to thee;
my God, I trust in thee, do not belie my trust.
Let not my enemies boast of my downfall.
Who ever waited for thy help,
and waited in vain?
V. Lord, let me know thy ways,
teach me thy paths (Ps 24:1-3).

A Going Forth

Ad te levavi animam meam; Deus meus, in te confido (Ps 24:1). On this First Sunday of Advent, the Church intones Psalm 24. She clothes it in a melody that carries the text, and us with it, upward and outward into the mystery of the God who comes. This is more than the Introit of today's Mass; it is the chant by which the Church crosses the threshold into Advent; it is the chant by which the Church begins a new Year of Grace. Ronald Knox translates it for us: "All my heart goes out to thee, my God, I trust in thee, do not belie my trust" (Ps 24:1-3). How are we to hear this Advent psalm? How are we to sing it? How are we to repeat it and hold it in our hearts until, at length, it becomes our own prayer, a movement of the soul upward and outward, a going forth with nothing to hold us back?

Called by God

The very meaning of the word ekklésia is called together, or assembled. The Church is conscious of being called together by God. She does not assemble herself; she is assembled by the Word of God and the power of the Holy Ghost. The Church seeks a response worthy of the call she has heard. He who calls gives in the call the only response worthy of him. With the call God gives the response. Always.

Vox Christi

And so the Church, opening the Psalter and bending her ear to Psalm 24, recognizes in it the voice of Christ, her Bridegroom and Head. Just as the call is given through Christ, so too is the response. It is Christ, the Cantor of the Father, as Saint Gertrude called Him, who intones our psalm today. In his mouth the first two words have a fullness that is unparalleled and divine: Ad te. "Toward you, Father!" Two words that express the whole mystery of Christ from the moment of his Incarnation in the Virgin's womb until his Ascension to the Father's right hand.

Everything in Christ is toward the Father. And so, before singing her own song, the Church listens to what Christ sings. Before finding her own Advent voice, she holds herself silent and still to hear the voice of Christ.

What the Gospel of Saint John gives us, from the Prologue to the last page, is given us here in a single line: the response of the Son to the Father. It is as if the whole Johannine conversation of Christ with the Father is condensed for us in this cry of the psalmist. Is this not the essential movement of the Son facing the Father from all eternity? It is more than an act of surrender. I hear in it a kind of leap into the arms of the Father: "All my heart goes out to thee."

Vox Mariae Virginis

There is a second way of hearing today's Introit. The stational church in Rome for the First Sunday of Advent is the Basilica of Saint Mary Major, the oldest temple in Christendom dedicated to the Mother of God. By singing this particular psalm in this particular place the Church is suggesting that we are to hear the voice of the Virgin Mary in it. Everything in Our Blessed Lady is in readiness for the advent of God. The Mother of God, Our Lady of Advent, prays and teaches us to pray, "All my heart goes out to thee, O God" (Ps 24:1). The second part of the verse is equally important. "Of those who wait for thee, not one is disappointed" (Ps 24:3). The Virgin Mary teaches us to pray Psalm 24 as she prayed it; by teaching us to pray with her, she becomes the Mother of our Hope.

Vox Ecclesiae

Having listened in Psalm 24 to the voice of Christ addressing the Father and to the voice of the Blessed Virgin Mary raised in song to the God of Israel, the Church finds her own response to the one who calls her. "All my heart goes out to thee. . . . I trust in thee" (Ps 24:1-2a).

The text is, first of all, addressed to the Father with the Son, but it becomes in the heart and in the mouth of the Church a cry addressed to the Son, and a longing for his second coming. "To thee, Lord Christ, I lift up my soul" is the response of the Church to the One who, on the last page of the Apocalypse, says, ";Surely, I am coming soon." "To thee, I lift up my soul" (Ps 24:1), answers the Church. "Amen. Come, Lord Jesus" (Apoc 22:20).

Vox Animae

The sacred liturgy invites us to a third way of hearing and praying Psalm 24. It has to become my prayer and yours. The psalm heard first in the mouth of the Eternal Son, the psalm that comes to flower on the lips of the Immaculate Virgin of Nazareth to be taken up by the Church, finds its echo in the heart of each of us.

Practically speaking, if we sing the Introit given us today but once, it will be for us like "the seed sown on rocky ground" (Mt 13:20). It will have no root in us and will bear no fruit. The sacred liturgy gives us the words of Psalm 24 to be repeated, not only ritually during this first week of Advent, but interiorly, secretly, perseveringly. Make Psalm 24 your own prayer during this first week of Advent. "All my heart goes out to thee, O God" (Ps 24:1). Let it come to rest deep within. Hold it there. Repeat it. Sing it to yourself. Let it become for you a kind of sacrament carrying you upward and outward into the mystery of the God who comes. You will not be disappointed.

Sursum Corda

One more thing. This Introit of the first Mass of the new liturgical year casts all things in a Eucharistic light. From the beginning of the third century, the Great Thanksgiving has opened with the cry of the priest: Hearts on high! The Latin is compelling and succint: Sursum corda! Hearts on high!

Already, the Introit launched the upward movement. “To thee, O Lord, have I lifted up my soul. . . . All my heart goes out to thee, O God” (Ps 24:1). To live with one's heart on high is to live always in readiness for the Holy Sacrifice of the Mass. And to live always in readiness for the Holy Sacrifice of the Mass is the only way to be found ready for the hour of our death, and for the Day of our Lord Jesus Christ. Let this, then, be your prayer in the evening and at midnight, at cockcrow and in the morning: "All my heart goes out to thee, O God" (Ps 24:1-2a). You will not be disappointed.


33 posted on 12/03/2012 10:26:53 PM PST by Salvation ("With God all things are possible." Matthew 19:26)
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Vultus Christi

Advent Vespers: Conditor Alme Siderum

 on December 3, 2012 7:05 AM |
 
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The Orbit Determined By Christ

At the very moment when the Magi, guided by the star, adored Christ the new king, astrology came to an end, because the stars were now moving in the orbit determined by Christ. This scene, in fact, overturns the world-view of that time, which in a different way has become fashionable once again today. It is not the elemental spirits of the universe, the laws of matter, which ultimately govern the world and mankind, but a personal God governs the stars, that is, the universe; it is not the laws of matter and of evolution that have the final say, but reason, will, love--a Person. And if we know this Person and he knows us, then truly the inexorable power of material elements no longer has the last word; we are not slaves of the universe and of its laws, we are free.
Pope Benedict XVI, Spe Salvi

Until the Stars in Welcome Sing

This is my homespun translation of the seventh century hymn for Vespers in Advent: Conditor Alme Siderum. (John Mason Neale's translation is far superior to mine. Read it and hear the ancient syllabic melody here.) When Advent rolls round and I sing this hymn in Latin or in English translation, I see in my mind's eye Van Gogh's Starry Night. In the little church with the tall steeple at the bottom of the painting there must be a lingering scent of incense. Advent Vespers will have been sung. The Creator of the Starry Night is glorified.

O Light unconquered, Source of Light,
Whose radiance kindles stars and sun,
Shine tenderly on us this night;
Creation groans until you come.

Immense your grief to see our plight:
When sin had shrouded all, you came.
True Dayspring bursting death's dark bands,
Emmanuel, your saving name!

Night weighed upon a weary world
When silently you pitched your tent,
Enclosed within the Virgin's womb
True man, true God from heaven sent.

So to the darkened world in need,
Eternal Word, you came as man.
You came as Bridegroom, swift and strong,
To claim the prize the course you ran.

Until your glory fills the skies,
Until the stars in welcome sing,
Until you judge both small and great,
From sin, protect us, Sovereign King.

To God the Father, God the Son,
To God the Spirit ever be
Glad songs of praise throughout the night
While faith adores the mystery. Amen.


34 posted on 12/03/2012 10:28:20 PM PST by Salvation ("With God all things are possible." Matthew 19:26)
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