Last Sunday's Closing Mass. All the Propers were in place.
Processional hymn: Praise, My Soul, the King of Heaven
Introit (while altar is censed): (Tone VII) At the name of Jesus every knee should bow, of things in heaven and of things in earth and things under the earth: for that the Lord became obedient unto death, even the death of the cross: wherefore Jesus Christ is Lord, to the glory of God the Father.
Gloria from Missa de Angelis
Psalm (from Chabanel Psalms)
Alleluia: Mode VI
Gospel Verse: (Tone VIII) My sheep hear my voice, says the Lord; I know them, and they follow me. (Gospel book is censed)
Offertory Antiphon: (Tone III) By the streams of Babylon we sat and wept when we remembered Zion.
Offertory hymn: The King of Love My Shepherd Is
Memorial from 1974 Sacramentary
Our Father chanted
Agnus Dei XVIII
Communion Antiphon: (Tone VII) This is how we know what love is: Christ gave up his life for us; and we too must give up our lives for our brothers.
Communion hymns: Lord of All Hopefulness (Slane); I Come with Joy to Meet My Lord (Land of Rest); Ubi Caritas; Adoro te devote; Ave Verum Corpus
Post-communion prayer chanted
Post-communion hymn: Love Divine, All Loves Excelling
As a clarification, my responsibility was for the liturgical music. Other music segments were done by our house band. I know that some attendees were not necessarily comfortable with this kind of liturgical music. I liked how we did not feel like we had to go into a long discourse about why we chose what we chose. We simply let the Mass be its glorious transcendent self, as solemn as we could make it. The schola was a real pleasure to work with, young as they are, they gave witness to the timelessness of the Mass. Its relevance lies in our salvation, not the emotions that it evokes in us. It was beautiful to see young women scattered here and there wearing chapel veils. Do you know how powerful that is? Anyway, I'm still reflecting on all the graces that flowed during the weekend...and yes, it rained on our Eucharistic Procession, a gentle, warm rain. Two lines of youth shielding their candlelight from the rain as the Bishop held Christ in the monstrance aloft under the canopy. The moment the monstrance was laid on the altar in the new Perpetual Adoration Chapel, the rain stopped.