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GoGoDiego
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Can the divine office be also prayed in reparation for priests who do not time have to recite the office or do not recite the office?
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Mary_Estelle
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Any prayer for a priest or sister is good and God hears all of them…so why not offer the LOTH up for them. Why not, indeed?
There is an old poem that I love. It is called;
THE OLD PRIEST PETER GILLIGAN
You might like it, too.
There is an old poem that I love. It is called;
THE OLD PRIEST PETER GILLIGAN
You might like it, too.
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RPRPsych
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Hmm, I remember that one from school! Talk about a blast from the past.Any prayer for a priest or sister is good and God hears all of them…so why not offer the LOTH up for them. Why not, indeed?
There is an old poem that I love. It is called;
THE OLD PRIEST PETER GILLIGAN
You might like it, too.
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Mary_Estelle
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I am so happy you posted the poem about The Old Priest Peter Gilligan. It was in my 7th grade English book and I have loved it ever since. Maybe we had the same teacher–you never know!!! LOL!!!
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DesertSister62
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Was weary night and day;
For half his flock were in their beds,
Or under green sods lay.
Once, while he nodded on a chair, 5
At the moth-hour of eve,
Another poor man sent for him,
And he began to grieve.
“I have no rest, nor joy, nor peace,
For people die and die”; 10
And after cried he, “God forgive!
My body spake, not I!”
He knelt, and leaning on the chair
He prayed and fell asleep,
And the moth-hour went from the fields, 15
And stars began to peep.
They slowly into millions grew,
And leaves shook in the wind,
And God covered the world with shade,
And whispered to mankind. 20
Upon the time of sparrow chirp
When the moths come once more,
The old priest, Peter Gilligan,
Stood upright on the floor.
“Mavrone, mavrone! the man has died, 25
While I slept on the chair.”
He roused his horse out of its sleep,
And rode with little care.
He rode now as he never rode,
By rocky lane and fen; 30
The sick man’s wife opened the door:
“Father! you come again.”
“And is the poor man dead?” he cried.
“He died an hour ago.”
The old priest, Peter Gilligan, 35
In grief swayed to and fro.
“When you were gone, he turned and died
As merry as a bird.”
The old priest, Peter Gilligan,
He knelt him at that word. 40
“He who hath made the night of stars
For souls who tire and bleed,
Sent one of His great angels down
To help me in my need.
“He who is wrapped in purple robes, 45
With planets in His care,
Had pity on the least of things
Asleep upon a chair.”
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- The Ballad of Father Gilligan
By William Butler Yeats
Was weary night and day;
For half his flock were in their beds,
Or under green sods lay.
Once, while he nodded on a chair, 5
At the moth-hour of eve,
Another poor man sent for him,
And he began to grieve.
“I have no rest, nor joy, nor peace,
For people die and die”; 10
And after cried he, “God forgive!
My body spake, not I!”
He knelt, and leaning on the chair
He prayed and fell asleep,
And the moth-hour went from the fields, 15
And stars began to peep.
They slowly into millions grew,
And leaves shook in the wind,
And God covered the world with shade,
And whispered to mankind. 20
Upon the time of sparrow chirp
When the moths come once more,
The old priest, Peter Gilligan,
Stood upright on the floor.
“Mavrone, mavrone! the man has died, 25
While I slept on the chair.”
He roused his horse out of its sleep,
And rode with little care.
He rode now as he never rode,
By rocky lane and fen; 30
The sick man’s wife opened the door:
“Father! you come again.”
“And is the poor man dead?” he cried.
“He died an hour ago.”
The old priest, Peter Gilligan, 35
In grief swayed to and fro.
“When you were gone, he turned and died
As merry as a bird.”
The old priest, Peter Gilligan,
He knelt him at that word. 40
“He who hath made the night of stars
For souls who tire and bleed,
Sent one of His great angels down
To help me in my need.
“He who is wrapped in purple robes, 45
With planets in His care,
Had pity on the least of things
Asleep upon a chair.”
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RPRPsych
Guest
Always welcome! (As for having the same teacher - if my memory doesn’t fail me, I went to a boys-only school. So we probably just had a similar syllabus.
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DesertSister62
Guest
Memorare
Remember,
O most gracious Virgin Mary,
that never was it known that
anyone who fled to thy protection,
implored thy help, or sought thy
intercession was left unaided.
Inspired by this confidence,
I fly unto thee, O Virgin of virgins,
my mother; to thee do I come,
before thee I stand, sinful and sorrowful.
O Mother of the Word Incarnate,
despise not my petitions, but in thy mercy
hear and answer me.
Amen.
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Deditus_Domina
Guest
Yes. I do so. I pray it is doing much good!
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OraLabora
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The Divine Office is the prayer of the entire Church, for the entire Church. It is not attached to our personal feelings but is meant to put us in solidarity with the sad when we feel happy, and with the happy when we feel sad. It prayed for people in all manner of difficulty, be it on their death bed, ill, persecuted, in prison, victim of violence, victim of discrimination, jobless and lonely, etc., and that includes for clergy having difficulty meeting their obligations for whatever reason, or even for clergy wavering in their vocation.
However, it is also the prayer in support of a newlywed couple, of a newly professed monastic, of a newly ordained priest, of the person receiving a special blessing. It can be in celebration of a new graduate, someone landing a much needed or wanted job, of someone joyful in having been healed from serious illness, of having recovered from a dependency, and of all manner of good blessings that may be received.
However, it is also the prayer in support of a newlywed couple, of a newly professed monastic, of a newly ordained priest, of the person receiving a special blessing. It can be in celebration of a new graduate, someone landing a much needed or wanted job, of someone joyful in having been healed from serious illness, of having recovered from a dependency, and of all manner of good blessings that may be received.
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