Author Topic: Saint Mary Magdalene (Read 1627 times)

magdalena · « **on:** July 21, 2013, 09:02:31 PM »

From the Golden Legend

http://www.catholic-forum.com/saints/golden230.htm

Happy Feast Day

magdalena · « **Reply #1 on:** July 21, 2013, 09:08:33 PM »

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magdalena · « **Reply #3 on:** July 21, 2013, 09:25:10 PM »

magdalena · « **Reply #4 on:** July 21, 2013, 09:29:02 PM »

Catholic Harbor of Faith and Morals

http://catholicharboroffaithandmorals.com/Litany%20Magdalen.html

Mithrandylan · « **Reply #5 on:** July 21, 2013, 09:56:36 PM »

Tomorrow's commemoration at Vespers (DA):

Commemoratio S. Mariae Magdalenae Poenitentis
Ant. A woman in the city * which was a sinner, when she knew that Jesus sat at meat in the house of Simon the leper, brought an alabaster box of ointment, and stood at the Feet of Jesus, behind Him, weeping, and began to wash His Feet with tears, and did wipe them with the hairs of her head, and kissed His Feet, and anointed them with the ointment.

V. Grace is poured into thy lips.
R. Therefore God hath blessed thee for ever.

Let us pray.

Lord, we pray thee that we may be holpen by the pleading of Blessed Mary Magdalen, whose prayers so much availed with thee, that Thou didst call up her brother Lazarus living from the dead, when he had lain in the grave four days already.

poche · « **Reply #6 on:** July 22, 2013, 03:07:49 AM »

The feast of St. Mary Magdalene is considered one of the most mystical of feasts, and it is said that of all the songs of the saints, that of Mary Magdalene is the sweetest and strongest because her love was so great. That love was praised by Jesus Himself who said that because much was forgiven her, she loved much. Where she is buried, no one knows. Legend has her dying in Provence, France, in a cavern where she spent her last days, and her body resting in the chapel of St. Maximin in the Maritime Alps. Another has her buried in Ephesus where she went with St. John after the Resurrection. This latter view is more likely, and St. Willibald, the English pilgrim to the Holy Land in the eighth century, was shown her tomb there.

She was the first witness to the resurrection of Jesus, His most ardent and loving follower. She had stood with Mary at the foot of the Cross on that brutal Good Friday afternoon and had been by the side of Mary during these difficult hours. On Easter morning, she went with the other women to the tomb and it was there, in the garden near the tomb, that Jesus appeared to her. It was she who brought the news of the Resurrection to the Apostles, and Peter and John raced to the tomb to see what had happened.

She was from Magadala, a small fishing town on the Sea of Galilee, between Capernaum and Tiberias. She was known to be a "great sinner," a woman of the streets who heard Jesus speak of the mercy and forgiveness of God and changed her life completely. Her matter-of-fact witness to the Resurrection moved Peter and John to go and see for themselves: "I have seen the Lord and these things he said to me." Jesus had chosen her to bring the news to them and she simply told them what had happened.

She has always been the example of great love and great forgiveness, one of those close to Jesus who grasped the truth of God's love for human beings and spent her life bearing witness to that love.

http://www.catholicnewsagency.com/news/always-unite-prayer-and-action-pope-francis-says/

magdalena · « **Reply #7 on:** July 22, 2013, 05:57:36 PM »

Hymn

Son of the Highest, deign to cast
On us a pitying eye;
Thou, who repentant Magdalene
Didst call to endless joy.

Again the royal treasury
Receives its long-lost coin;
The gem is found, and, cleansed from mire,
Doth all the stars outshine.

O Jesus, balm of every wound!
The sinner's only stay!
Wash thou in Magdalene's pure tears
Our guilty spots away.

Mother of God! the sons of Eve
Weeping thine aid implore:
Oh, land us from the storms of life
Safe on th' eternal shore.

Glory, for graces manifold,
To the one only Lord;
Whose mercy doth our souls forgive,
Whose bounty doth reward.
Amen.

magdalena · « **Reply #8 on:** July 22, 2013, 06:05:34 PM »

magdalena · « **Reply #9 on:** July 22, 2013, 09:56:05 PM »

Reading 1
De Canticis canticorum.
Song 3:1-4
1 In my bed by night I sought him whom my soul loveth: I sought him, and found him not.
2 I will rise, and will go about the city: in the streets and the broad ways I will seek him whom my soul loveth: I sought him, and I found him not.
3 The watchmen who keep the city, found me: Have you seen him, whom my soul loveth?
4 When I had a little passed by them, I found him whom my soul loveth: I held him: and I will not let him go, till I bring him into my mother's house, and into the chamber of her that bore me.
V. But thou, O Lord, have mercy upon us.
R. Thanks be to God.

R. Mary Magdalen and the other Mary went very early to the sepulchre.
* That Jesus Whom ye seek, is not here; for He is risen, as He said He goeth before you into Galilee; there shall ye see Him.
V. And very early in the morning, the first day of the week, they came unto the sepulchre, at the rising of the sun; and, entering into the sepulchre, they saw a young man sitting upon the right side, who saith unto them
R. That Jesus Whom ye seek, is not here; for He is risen, as He said He goeth before you into Galilee; there shall ye see Him.

magdalena · « **Reply #10 on:** July 22, 2013, 10:03:24 PM »

Reading 2
Song 8:1-4
1 Who shall give thee to me for my brother, sucking the breasts of my mother, that I may find thee without, and kiss thee, and now no man may despise me?
2 I will take hold of thee, and bring thee Into my mother's house: there thou shalt teach me, and I will give thee a cup of spiced wine and new wine of my pomegranates.
3 His left hand under my head, and his right hand shall embrace me.
4 I adjure you, O daughters of Jerusalem, that you stir not up, nor awake my love till she please.
V. But thou, O Lord, have mercy upon us.
R. Thanks be to God.

R. Rejoice with me, all ye that love the Lord for I sought Him and He hath appeared unto me
* And while as I was weeping at the Sepulchre, I saw the Lord.
V. When His disciples were gone away, I tarried still; and the fire of love in my heart yearned after Him.
R. And while as I was weeping at the Sepulchre, I saw the Lord.

magdalena · « **Reply #11 on:** July 22, 2013, 10:06:30 PM »

Reading 3
Song 8:5-7
5 Who is this that cometh up from the desert, flowing with delights, leaning upon her beloved? Under the apple tree I raised thee up: there thy mother was corrupted, there she was defloured that bore thee.
6 Put me as a seal upon thy heart, as a seal upon thy arm, for love is strong as death, jealousy as hard as hell, the lamps thereof are fire and flames.
7 Many waters cannot quench charity, neither can the floods drown it: if a man should give all the substance of his house for love, he shall despise it as nothing.
V. But thou, O Lord, have mercy upon us.
R. Thanks be to God.

R. They have taken away my Lord, and I know not where they have laid Him. The Angels say unto her Woman, why weepest thou? He is risen, as He said.
* He goeth before you into Galilee; there shall ye see Him.
V. And as she wept, she stooped down and looked into the Sepulchre, and saw two Angels in white, sitting; and they say unto her
R. He goeth before you into Galilee; there shall ye see Him.
V. Glory be to the Father, and to the Son, * and to the Holy Ghost.
R. He goeth before you into Galilee; there shall ye see Him.

magdalena · « **Reply #12 on:** July 22, 2013, 10:12:14 PM »

magdalena · « **Reply #13 on:** July 22, 2013, 10:16:15 PM »

Luke 7:36-50
At that time, one of the Pharisees asked Jesus to dine with him; so He went into the house of the Pharisee and reclined at table. And behold, a woman in the town who was a sinner, upon learning that He was at table in the Pharisee’s house, brought an alabaster jar of ointment; and standing behind Him at His feet, she began to bathe His feet with her tears, and wiped them with the hair of her head, and kissed His feet, and anointed them with ointment. Now when the Pharisee, who had invited Him, saw it, he said to himself, This man, were He a prophet, would surely know who and what manner of woman this is who is touching Him, for she is a sinner. And Jesus answered and said to him, Simon, I have something to say to you. And he said, Master, speak. A certain money-lender had two debtors; the one owed five hundred denarii, the other fifty. As they had no means of paying, he forgave them both. Which of them, therefore, will love him more? Simon answered and said, He, I suppose, to whom he forgave more. And He said to him, You have judged rightly. And turning to the woman, He said to Simon, Do you see this woman? I came into your house; you gave Me no water for My feet; but she has bathed My feet with tears, and has wiped them with her hair. You gave Me no kiss; but she, from the moment she entered, has not ceased to kiss My feet. You did not anoint My head with oil; but she has anointed My feet with ointment. Wherefore I say to you, her sins, many as they are, shall be forgiven her, because she has loved much. But he to whom little is forgiven, loves little. And He said to her, Your sins are forgiven. And they who were at table with Him began to say within themselves, Who is this man, who even forgives sins? But He said to the woman, Your faith has saved you; go in peace.
R. Praise be to Thee, O Christ.
S. By the words of the Gospel may our sins be blotted out.

magdalena · « **Reply #14 on:** July 22, 2013, 10:20:26 PM »