Pope after Pope for the last two hundred years have spoken about a Great Spiritual War going on between good and evil. A good example of this was the St Michael's Prayer at the end of Mass. I wish to goodness they would start it up again. At the same time since the start of the 1800's we have had the Greatest Spate of Marian Apparitions in the history of the Church telling up the exact same thing. As each generation is born we seem to get more and more evil. Each generation descending deeper and deeper into the darkness. It is the Great Theme of the Old Testament with the Israelites. One generation says, 'But as for me and my house we accept the Lord'. But then new generations come and more and more turn against the Commandments and set their face against the Lord. Then off course God rebukes and purifies them with Chastisements, they repent and turn back to God and the whole cycle starts off again, over and over and over again. But I don't think anytime in history have we seen anything quite like now. Of course in Ancient Pagan Rome things were bad. But they were moving from the darkness into the Light. The difference now is that we are moving from Great Light (belief in Christ) into a Great Darkness (Apostacy). We have so many, many things the poor ancient Jews never had to help them and still we turned our faces away. There is no doubt what is round the corner will be overwhelming. Apocalyptic.
I wonder if what people call, 'The Culture Wars', might be a shadow of the battle between good and evil?
It looks like from what Our Lady has been saying that the Church will eventually stop working and all we'll have left is the rosary.
We say the St Michael prayer at all the churches around me. QUOTE="padraig, post: 443531, member: 2"]Pope after Pope for the last two hundred years have spoken about a Great Spiritual War going on between good and evil. A good example of this was the St Michael's Prayer at the end of Mass. I wish to goodness they would start it up again. At the same time since the start of the 1800's we have had the Greatest Spate of Marian Apparitions in the history of the Church telling up the exact same thing. As each generation is born we seem to get more and more evil. Each generation descending deeper and deeper into the darkness. It is the Great Theme of the Old Testament with the Israelites. One generation says, 'But as for me and my house we accept the Lord'. But then new generations come and more and more turn against the Commandments and set their face against the Lord. Then off course God rebukes and purifies them with Chastisements, they repent and turn back to God and the whole cycle starts off again, over and over and over again. But I don't think anytime in history have we seen anything quite like now. Of course in Ancient Pagan Rome things were bad. But they were moving from the darkness into the Light. The difference now is that we are moving from Great Light (belief in Christ) into a Great Darkness (Apostacy). We have so many, many things the poor ancient Jews never had to help them and still we turned our faces away. There is no doubt what is round the corner will be overwhelming. Apocalyptic.[/QUOTE]
Bless him, bless him, bless him. Bless all priests who do. We should say it after each rosary. I do and say it with great fervour.
I love the St Michael's prayer, it is a fighting, knock them aa dead, men's prayer. O virgin pure, Immaculate lady Theotokus Agní Parthéne Déspina, Áhrante Theotóke, Rejoice, O unwedded bride Hére Nímfi Anímfefte. O Virgin Mother, Queen of all/ and fleece which is all dewy Parthéne Mítir Ánassa, Panéndrose te póke. Rejoice, O unwedded bride Hére Nímfi Anímfefte. More radiant than the rays of sun/ and higher than the heavens Ipsilotéra Uranón, aktínon lamprotéra, Rejoice, O unwedded bride Hére Nímfi Anímfefte. Delight of virgin choruses/ superior to Angels. Hará parthenikón horón, angélon ipertéra, Rejoice, O unwedded bride Hére Nímfi Anímfefte. Much brighter than the firmament/ and purer than the sun's light Eklamprotéra uranón fotós katharotéra, Rejoice, O unwedded bride Hére Nímfi Anímfefte. More holy than the multitude/ of all the heav'nly armies. Ton Uraníon stratión pasón agiotéra. Rejoice, O unwedded bride Hére Nímfi Anímfefte. O Ever Virgin Mary/ of all the world, the Lady María Aipárthene kósmu pantós Kiría, Rejoice, O unwedded bride Hére Nímfi Anímfefte. O bride all pure, immaculate/ O Lady Panagia Áhrante Nímfi Pánagne, Déspina Panagía, Rejoice, O unwedded bride Hére Nímfi Anímfefte. O Mary bride and Queen of all/ our cause of jubilation María Nímfi Ánassa, harás imón etía, Rejoice, O unwedded bride Hére Nímfi Anímfefte. Majestic maiden, Queen of all/ O our most holy Mother Korí semní Vasílissa, Mítir iperagía, Rejoice, O unwedded bride Hére Nímfi Anímfefte. More hon'rable than Cherubim/ beyond compare more glorious Timiotéra Heruvím, iperendoxotéra Rejoice, O unwedded bride Hére Nímfi Anímfefte. than immaterial Seraphim/ and greater than angelic thrones. Ton asomáton Serafím, ton Thrónon ipertéra. Rejoice, O unwedded bride Hére Nímfi Anímfefte. Rejoice, O song of Cherubim/ Rejoice, O hymn of angels Hére to ásma Heruvím, hére ímnos angélon, Rejoice, O unwedded bride Hére Nímfi Anímfefte. Rejoice, O ode of Seraphim/ the joy of the archangels Hére odí ton Serafím, hará tón Arhangélon, Rejoice, O unwedded bride Hére Nímfi Anímfefte. Rejoice, O peace and happiness/ the harbor of salvation Hére iríni ke hará, limín tis sotirías, Rejoice, O unwedded bride Hére Nímfi Anímfefte. O sacred chamber of the Word/ flow'r of incorruption pastás tu Lógu ierá, ánthos tis aftharsías, Rejoice, O unwedded bride Hére Nímfi Anímfefte. Rejoice, delightful paradise/ of blessed life eternal Hére Parádise trifís, zoís te eonías, Rejoice, O unwedded bride Hére Nímfi Anímfefte. Rejoice, O wood and tree of life/ the fount of immortality. Hére to xílon tis zoís, pigí athanasías. Rejoice, O unwedded bride Hére Nímfi Anímfefte. I supplicate you, Lady/ now do I call upon you Se iketévo Déspina, Se, nin, epikalúme, Rejoice, O unwedded bride Hére Nímfi Anímfefte. And I beseech you, Queen of all/ I beg of you your favor Se disopó Pantánassa, Sin hárin exetúme. Rejoice, O unwedded bride Hére Nímfi Anímfefte. Majestic maiden, spotless one/ O Lady Panagia Korí semní ke áspile, Déspina Panagía, Rejoice, O unwedded bride Hére Nímfi Anímfefte. I call upon you fervently/ O sacred, hallowed temple Thermós epikalúme Se, Naé igiasméne, Rejoice, O unwedded bride Hére Nímfi Anímfefte. Assist me and deliver me/ protect me from the enemy Antilavú mu, ríse me apó tu polemíu, Rejoice, O unwedded bride Hére Nímfi Anímfefte. And make me an inheritor/ of blessed life eternal. Ke klironómon díxon me zoís tis eoníu. Rejoice, O unwedded bride Hére Nímfi Anímfefte.
You may like this one; the old chant is soul stirring Grant Us Peace, O Lord Grant us peace, O Lord, in our days For there is none other Who will fight for us Save but You, Our God. Let there be peace and plenty in Your fortress. Grant us peace, O Lord, in our days For there is none other Who will fight for us Save but You, Our God. For my brethren, and of those near to me, I speak of Your peace. Grant us peace, O Lord, in our days For there is none other Who will fight for us Save but You, Our God. For in the house of The Lord Our God, I seek only the good. Grant us peace, O Lord, in our days For there is none other Who will fight for us Save but You, Our God. Pray for Jerusalem, so that they who love You may prosper. Grant us peace, O Lord, in our days For there is none other Who will fight for us Save but You, Our God. Glory be to The Father, and to The Son, and to The Holy Spirit, As it was in the beginning is now, and ever shall be, world without end. Amen. Grant us peace, O Lord, in our days For there is none other Who will fight for us Save but You, Our God. https://lyricstranslate.com
LOVE THIS! It was Abraham Lincoln's favorite song . . .when I lived in southern Alabama I asked the choir director if we could sing it for Memorial Day. She looked at me kinda funny and said we aren't allowed to sing this in the south! Duh, I never thought of that. Yes, the civil war hymn of the north. They still have an aversion to Yankees . . .my great grandfather born in Kerry was in the Civil War in the NY 184th. He never recovered from his time in battle. Michael John Haley may you rest in peace.
