Stabat mater dolorosaLatinEnglishStabat mater dolorosa
iuxta crucem lacrimosa
dum pendebat filiusAt the Cross her station keeping,
Stood the mournful Mother weeping,
Close to Jesus at the last.cuius animam gementem
contristantem et dolentem
pertransivit gladiusThough her soul, of joy bereaved,
Bowed with anguish, deeply grieved,
Now at length the sword hath passed.quam tristis et afflicta fuit
illa benedicta mater unigenti
quae maerebat et dolebat et tremebat dum videbat
nati poenas inclitiOh how sad and sore distressed
Was that Mother, highly blest,
Of the sole begotten One!
Oh that silent, ceaseless mourning,
Oh those dim eyes, never turning
From that wondrous, suffering Son!Quis est homo qui no fleret
matrem Christi si videret
in tanto supplicio
Quis non posset contristari
piam matrem contemplari
dolentem !@#$ filioWho on Christ's dear Mother gazing,
In her trouble so amazing,
Born of woman would not weep?
Who on Christ's dear Mother thinking,
Such a cup of sorrow drinking,
Would not share her sorrow deep? Pro peccatis suae gentis
vidit Iesum in tormentis
et flagellis subditum
vidit suum dulcem natum
morientem desolatum
dum emisit spiritumFor the sins of His own nation,
Saw Him hang in desolation
Till His Spirit forth He sent;
Bruised, derided, cursed, defiled,
She beheld her tender Child,
All with bloody scourges rent.Eia mater fons amorisO, thou Mother, fount of love!Me sentire vim doloris
fac ut tecum lugeam
Fac ut ardeat cor meum
in amando Christum Deum
ut sibi complaceamTouch my spirit from above,
Make my heart with thine accord.
Make me feel as thou hast felt;
Make my soul to glow and melt
With the love of Christ my Lord. Sancta mater istud agas
crucifixi fige plagas
cordi meo valide
tui nati vulnerati
tam dignati pro me pati
poenas mecum divide
Fac me vere tecum flere
crucifixo condolere
donec ego vixero
iuxta crucem tecum stare
meque tibi sociare
in planctu desideroHoly Mother, pierce me through.
In my heart each wound renew
Of my Savior crucified;
Let me share with thee His pain,
Who for all my sins was slain,
Who for me in torment died.
Let me mingle tears with thee,
Mourning Him who mourned for me,
All the days that I may live.
By the cross with thee to stay,
There with thee to weep and pray,
Is all I ask of thee to give.Virgo virginium praeclara
mihi iam non sis amara
fac me tecum plangere
fac ut portem Christi mortem
passionis fac consortem
et plagas recolere
Fac me plagis vulnerari
cruce had inebriari
et cruore filiiVirgin of all virgins blest,
Listen to my fond request;
Let me share thy grief divine.
Let me to my latest breath,
In my body bear the death
Of that dying Son of thine.
Wounded with His every wound,
Steep my soul till it hath swooned
In His very blood away.per te Virgo sim defensus
inflamatus et accensum
in die iudiciiBe to me, O Virgin, nigh,
Lest in flames I burn and die
In His awful judgment day.Fac me cruce custodiri
morte Christi praemuniri
confoveri gratiaChrist, when Thou shalt call me hence,
Be Thy Mother my defense,
Be Thy Cross my victory.Quando corpus morietur
fac ut animae donetur
paradisi gloriaWhile my body here decays
May my soul Thy goodness praise
Safe in Paradise with Thee.