Litany of Our Lady of Mount Carmel ~ In Anticipation of the Novena beginning July 8th

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On July 8th, the Apostoli Viae Community will begin praying the Novena to Our Lady of Mount Carmel, nine days before her Feast Day on July 16. This important part of Apostoli Viae's devotion to Our Lady under this title is posted here, for all to pray.

We are sharing the beautiful litany below, which is part of the novena prayers.  We hope you will join us in supplication to the Flower of Carmel, our Mother and Queen!

Litany of Our Lady of Mount Carmel

Lord have mercy on us: Christ have mercy on us.

Lord have mercy on us: Christ, graciously hear us.

God the Father of Heaven, R. Have mercy on us

God the Son, Redeemer of the world, R.

God the Holy Spirit, R.

Holy Trinity one God, R.

Holy Mary, Queen and Beauty of Carmel R. We fly to thee, O Mary

Holy Mother of God, R.

Mother most amiable, R.

Mother most humble, R.

Mother most pure, R.

Mother most modest, R.

Mother most mild, R.

Mother beautiful flower of Carmel, R.

Model of resignation to the will of God, R.

Model of meekness, R.

Friend of all mankind, R.

Mother of the poor, R.

Comforter of the afflicted, R.

Refuge of sinners, R.

Helper of the dying, R.

Virgin full of grace, R.

Glory and hope of Apostoli Viae members, R.

Faithful protectress of those who wear thy holy scapular, R.

Most loving Mother of thy devotees, R.

Joy of all heaven, R.

Mother of holy love, R.

Protectress of the Order of Mount Carmel, R.

Through thy most exalted majesty, R. Hear us, O Mary

Through the kindness of your heart, R.

Through your heavenly love for your only-begotten Son, R.

Through the love in which you shared in all the riches of Jesus, R.

Though the pains experienced at His Passion, R.

Through your motherly faithfulness, when you stood at the foot of His cross, R.

Through your inner joy when you saw Him risen, R.

Through your languishing rapture when He ascended into heaven, R.

Through your joy when your most blissful death drew near, R.

Through your rapture when you entered the joy of heaven, R.

Through your eternal glory bestowed on you by God, R.

Through your motherly love for us, R.

In all anxieties and necessities, R.

In desolation and anguish of soul, R.

At the hour of our death, R.

When we stand before the tribunal of your Divine Son, R.

When we suffer in Purgatory and long for the sight of God, R.

 

Lamb of God, who takes away the sins of the world:

                Spare us, O Jesus

Lamb of God, who takes away the sins of the world

                Graciously hear us, O Jesus.

Lamb of God, who takes away the sins of the world

                Have mercy on us, O Jesus

Our Father… Hail Mary… (in silence)

The glory of Lebanon He has given her, the ornament of Carmel and Sharon.

 

All: Gracious Mother of God, glory of Mount Carmel, adorn in similar manner with virtues those who wear your habit, and graciously preserve them always from all dangers.

Queen and Beauty of Carmel

                You have given us a sign of your protection.

Let us pray: O God, who has honored the Order of Carmel with the glorious title of the most holy Virgin Mary; grant, we beseech You that we who keep her memory may through her intercession attain to the everlasting joy of heaven. In the name of Jesus who lives and reigns world without end, amen.


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