These musical programs are for Saint Vitus Parish, which belongs to the Archdiocese of Los Angeles. The Parish is staffed by the Priestly Fraternity of Saint Peter. Bring your family to the 10:30am High Mass every Sunday.
PROCESSIONAL • #805 O Come, All Ye Faithful
From the Campion Hymnal.
“Asperges” is only sung for the main Sunday Mass.
INTROIT • The Ladies sing this.
Accompanied from these markings, which the organist should print using a color printer.
We will sing #89425, a Kyrie by Victoria.
GLORIA IN EXCELSIS
We will sing Guerrero’s Gloria based on “Iste Sanctus” • #5612.
We also know GLORIA X; that means go HERE and find the Gloria under Mass X.
GRADUAL & ALLELUIA
We will sing #3982 (an Alleluia by Father Morales).
As always, the verses are found in our Goupil Gradual books.
CREDO IV • When we sing Plainsong Credo IV, we use alternatim
“Christmas Carol” by Peter Lejeune is #87488
SANCTUS & HOSANNA
We will sing #88751, a Sanctus by Victoria.
We will also sing #88749 Benedictus by Victoria.
We are learning #87349, a SANCTUS by J.S. Bach
We will sing AGNUS DEI after Fr. Gregorio Allegri (d. 1652) = #7554
We also know #90719 by Giovanni Gabrieli.
We also know 13th century Worcester AGNUS DEI.
COMMUNION ANTIPHON • The Men sing this.
“O Magnum Mysterium” (Father Victoria) is #3792.
RECESSIONAL HYMN • #803 Hark! The Herald Angels Sing
From the Campion Hymnal.
CHOIR PRAYER (usually taken from CAMPION HYMNAL) after attendance:
A description of Fr. Charles Garnier, written in 1649:
He mortified himself night and day, always sleeping on a hard bed and carrying on his body some part of the cross, which he cherished in life and upon which he hoped to meet his death. Each time that he came back from his mission he made sure to sharpen anew the iron points of the belt which he wore next to his skin. More than that, he often used an iron discipline, also studded with sharp points. His food was the food of the Indians—that is, less than any miserable beggar in France would expect to have. During this last winter’s famine, acorns and bitter roots were his delicacies… Those in greatest need were the object of his tenderest solicitude. No matter how disgusting a person’s manners were, nor how mean and impudent his actions, he loved all with the love of a mother and never neglected any corporal work of mercy that would help for the salvation of souls. He would dress ulcers that were so poisoned and infectious that the Indians—even the nearest relatives of the patient—could not force themselves to dress them. Alone he would undertake the task of swabbing away the pus and dressing the wound every day for two or three months, exercising the greatest care and tenderness, although often he knew well that the wounds were incurable. “But,” he would say, “the more fatal the wounds, the more I am inclined to nurse them in order to bring these poor people to the gates of Heaven and to prevent them from falling into sin at the most dangerous time of their lives.”