Easter Monday at Dorchester-on-Thames

As has been the custom for a few years now, a High Mass in the Extraordinary Form was celebrated in the lovely gem of a church of St Birinus in Dorchester-on-Thames, near Oxford on Easter Monday. The parish priest, Fr John Osman was the celebrant, and he was assisted by fr. Lawrence Lew OP as deacon, and Fr Guy Nichols Cong. Orat. as sub-deacon. fr. Lawrence also preached the sermon which can be read here.
Singers from the Schola Gregoriana of Cambridge, led by Christopher Hodkinson, sang the Gregorian chant propers, and Sheppard's 'Plainsong Mass for a Mean' which alternates chant and polyphony beautifully. After Mass, the sacred ministers and the choir processed to the grave of Mary Berry, foundress of the Schola Gregoriana of Cambridge, to pray for her and to sprinkle her grave with the newly-blessed baptismal waters of Easter.
Above and below are some photos from the Mass taken by Dr Joseph Shaw, and more photos from his set are online here.


http://www.newliturgicalmovement.org/
Singers from the Schola Gregoriana of Cambridge, led by Christopher Hodkinson, sang the Gregorian chant propers, and Sheppard's 'Plainsong Mass for a Mean' which alternates chant and polyphony beautifully. After Mass, the sacred ministers and the choir processed to the grave of Mary Berry, foundress of the Schola Gregoriana of Cambridge, to pray for her and to sprinkle her grave with the newly-blessed baptismal waters of Easter.
Above and below are some photos from the Mass taken by Dr Joseph Shaw, and more photos from his set are online here.


http://www.newliturgicalmovement.org/ 
inundado por um mistério de luz que é Deus e N´Ele vi e ouvi -A ponta da lança como chama que se desprende, toca o eixo da terra, – Ela estremece: montanhas, cidades, vilas e aldeias com os seus moradores são sepultados. - O mar, os rios e as nuvens saem dos seus limites, transbordam, inundam e arrastam consigo num redemoinho, moradias e gente em número que não se pode contar , é a purificação do mundo pelo pecado em que se mergulha. - O ódio, a ambição provocam a guerra destruidora! - Depois senti no palpitar acelerado do coração e no meu espírito o eco duma voz suave que dizia: – No tempo, uma só Fé, um só Batismo, uma só Igreja, Santa, Católica, Apostólica: - Na eternidade, o Céu!