Rorate Caeli

The Morning of the Resurrection
(St. Peter Chrysologus)

Fr. Esteban Salas y Castro
Deo gratias, alleluia, alleluia (1769)

For an angel of the Lord came down from heaven. Through the Resurrection of Christ and the defeat of death, men once more entered into relationship with Heaven. Moreover, woman, who had entered into a deadly plan with the Devil, now enjoyed a life-giving conversation with the Angel.

For an angel came down from heaven, and rolled back the stone. Scripture did not say rolled, but rolled back the stone. When rolled forward it was proof of His Death. When rolled back, it was proof of His Resurrection. Blessed is the stone which could both conceal Christ and reveal Him! Blessed is the stone which opens hearts no less than the sepulcher! Blessed is the stone which produces faith in the Resurrection, and a resurrection of faith; which is a proof that God’s Body is risen!

Here, the order of things is changed. Here, the sepulcher swallows death, not a dead man. The abode of death becomes a life-giving dwelling. A new kind of womb conceives One Who is dead and brings Him forth alive!

[From De Vita Contemplativa, Franciscan Sisters of the Immaculate, Italy. Translation: Contributor Francesca Romana]


sam said...

The Lord Has Risen!

NIANTIC said...

A joyous and blessed Pascha to all!

Judge Douglass Bartley said...

Verses on the Creed and Christ’s Ransom of Mankind

Here’s my attempt at capturing poetically (couplets in rhymed iambic pentameter) the beauty of the Holy Trinity and, on the occasion of Holy Week, the sacrificial ransoming of man by Christ. (More on the five epistles which make up 1000 or so lines of the whole poem part of which is shown in another post @

The Articles of Faith―The Creed 76.

In God, Almighty Father I believe, 77.

Creator Heaven and the earth I cleave. 78.

And Jesus Christ, His only Son, Logos, 79.

Became incarnate by the Holy Ghost. 80.

To blessed Virgin Mary He was born. 81.

And under Pontius Pilate crown’d with thorn. 82.

Was crucified, died, and then laid away. 83.

Descend’d into Hell and on the third day, 84.

Rose from the dead according to Scripture; 85.

To heaven soar’d He, Prince, our blest Savior, 86.

Where sitteth He at God the Father’s right 87.

Among the saints and angels starry bright. 88.

Thence He shall judge both the quick and the dead. 89.

And in the Holy Ghost, dove overspread. 90.

And I believe in the Church genuine, 91.

Communion of saints, and reprieve of sin. 92.

The resurrection of the body then 93.

And the life of the world to come―Amen. 94

His Mission 125.

IHESUS our expiation, our ransom; 126.

God sent God-man for bloody Martyrdom, 127.

God’s own atonement for the sins of Man, 128.

Who tabl’d with sinners and publicans! 129.

“Sin no more” the adultress He forgave! 130.

For true to his name, “Jesus” is “God saves”! 131.

And temple from, The Lamb! drove fleecers fro! 132.

And chairs and tables, He did overthrow! 133.

Lamb of God and Good Shepard both at once! 134.

And Pharisees and Scribes He did affront, 135.

This Lion, the Messiah, Prince of Peace, 136.

The Blessed carpenter, man’s battlepiece. 137.

Anoited and anoiter each be He, 138.

Christ, mankind’s only true felicity. 139.

Kyrie Eleison, the Lord had mercy, 140.

Christe Eleison, Christ was His mercy. 141.

Then, now, and evermore our Advocate, 142.

Redeemer foretold, He does manumit 143.

Us from the fomes, slavery of sin. 144.

Bliss ours if we abide His discipline: 145.

“Take up my yoke upon you, learn of me” 146.

For I am meekness and humility 147.

In me you’ll find calm to your soul’s delight 148.

“For my yoke is sweet and my burden light” 149.

Francis in Ma said...

A Blessed and Happy Easter to Rorate Caeli and all its readers! Alleluia, He is risen!

"At that time, Mary Magdalen, and Mary the mother of James, and Salome, bought sweet spices, that coming they might anoint Jesus. And very early in the morning, the first day of the week, they come to the sepulchre, the sun being now risen. And they said one to another: Who shall roll us back the stone from the door of the sepulchre? And looking, they saw the stone rolled back. For it was very great. And entering into the sepulchre, they saw a young man sitting on the right side, clothed with a white robe: and they were astonished. Who saith to them: Be not affrighted; ye seek Jesus of Nazareth, who was crucified: he is risen, he is not here; behold the place where they laid him. But go, tell his disciples and Peter that he goeth before you into Galilee; there you shall see him, as he told you".
(Mark 16:1-7)

A Convert said...

A Blessed Easter to New Catholic and all.

Benedicta said...

A blessed Easter for everyone at Rorate Caeli: NC, readers,and priests that say the Masses for the Souls in Purgatory, etc.

LizEst said...

A very Blessed, Holy and Happy Easter to all!

Christ is Risen! Alleluia, alleluia, alleluia!

Let us be glad and rejoice!

Hot Shot said...

Now that was a real poem, Judge.

Uncle Claibourne said...

Ipse enim verus est agnus, qui abstulit peccata mundi;
qui mortem nostram moriendo destruxit, et vitam resurgendo reparavit.

May the True Lamb, Who has destroyed our death and restored our life, grant us all a blessed and joyful Easter Season!

And let us keep praying for our Holy Father, and our beloved Papa Emeritus.

The Rad Trad said...

Christ is risen! He is truly risen!

Long-Skirts said...


Silent, quiet
In the tomb
A heaviness blankets
Us with gloom.

A heaviness hard
Cold as stone
Shudder the soul
Rattle the bone.

Shudder the soul
Why did He leave
A tangled web
That most perceive.

But in the night
In coal-black dark
A striving spider
Makes his mark

So when the sun's
Yellow song sings
No sign of spider
Just silver-laced strings.

And silver-laced strings
Of diamond-dew
Frame the blue waters
For us to look through.

As from the tomb's
Framed opened door
The eyes, too, rivet
On the blue water's shore.

For the Faith is a frame
Sometimes door sometimes weave -
To glimpse the angel of blue waters...
"He's risen, don't grieve!"

Judge Douglass Bartley said...

Dear Hot Shot:

Your compliment on my poem was most gratifying. Congratulations for (ho, ho)your excellent taste in poetry.

All best wishes to you for Easter and all the other days of the year.

Fraternally in Christ,

Jim said...

A Happy and Most Blessed Easter to the Rorate Caeli moderators and all who come here for truly Catholic truth. Is the book from whom excerpts were featured here recently (De Vita Contemplativa, Franciscan Sisters of the Immaculate) available in English from any source? It contains many sublimely beautiful meditations, and I would love a copy.

Dan Hunter said...

A joyous Easter all and to the best blog on the internet!

Joyous Easter NC!

Mary Kay said...

Truly, He is risen!

Blessings to all here.

Judge Douglass Bartley said...

I am sorry to spoil anyone's Easter happiness, but Cardinal Dolan appeared on two TV news shows today speaking of how the Church needs to present itself more relevantly. For more on this, please see my blog article "Dolan Says Church Should Be More Welcoming of Gays". Click on my name above.

El Cid said...

A Blessed Easter to the administrators of, and contributors to, Rorate Caeli. May God Bless each and every one of you.

Χριστός ἀνέστη! Ἀληθῶς ανέστη!

authoressaurus said...

Regarding the post on the Holy Father's tone deafness, that may be so, but as any singing teacher can tell you, speech is only interrupted song, and singing is only sustained speech. They are one and the same thing. He could raise his voice if he had the will, but apparently he does not. Or perhaps he just needs me to work with him for half an hour, which is what it would take to get him to speak up...I mean, sing up...well, same thing, isn't it? It's a matter of will, not of ability. NOW...whether he would ever do anything more than chant on a monotone, who can say. But that is singing too. Someone should play him a recording of Cardinal Cushing singing JFK's's like a buzz saw, that voice. TERRIBLE! But the main thing is that a celebrant simply raise his voice. Not hide behind a microphone, or plain speech mumbling. It's a matter of personal boldness. I think he needs to be told that.