Introit: Psalms cxii. 1, 9

    Praise the Lord, ye children, praise ye the name of the Lord; who maketh the barren woman to dwell in a house, the joyful mother of children. Ps. Blessed be the name of the Lord, from henceforth now and forever. ℣. Glory be to the Father.

Collect

    Grant, we beseech Thee, almighty God, that we, who acknowledge the boldness of Thy glorious martyrs in confessing Thy name, may experience likewise their loving intercession for us. Through our Lord.

Epistle: Proverbs xxxi. 10-31

    Lesson from the book of Proverbs. Who shall find a valiant woman? Far and from the uttermost coasts is the price of her. The heart of her husband trusteth in her, and he shall have no need of spoils. She will render him good, and not evil, all the days of her life. She hath sought woll and flax, and hath wrought by the counsel of her hands. She is like the merchant's ship, she bringeth her bread form afar. And she hath risen in the night, and given a prey to her household, and victuals to her maidens. She hath considered a field, and bought it: with the fruit of her hand she hath planted a vineyard. She hath girded her loins with strength, and hath strengthened her arm. She hath tasted and seen that her traffic is good: her lamp shall not be put our in the night. She hath put out her hand to strong things, and her fingers have taken hold of the spindle. She hath opened her hand to the needy, and stretched out her hands to the poor. She shall not fear for her house in the cold of snow: for all her domestics are clothed with double garments. She hath made for herself clothing of tapestry: fine linen, and purple is her covering. Her husband is honorable in the gates, when he sitteth among the senators of the land. She made fine linen and sold it, and delivered a girdle to the Chanaanite. Strength and beauty are her clothing, and she shall laugh in the latter day. She hath opened her mouth to wisdom and the law of clemency is on her tongue. She hath looked well to the paths of her house, and hath not eaten her bread idle. Her children rose up, and called her blessed: her husband, and he praised her. Many daughters have gathered together riches: thou hast surpassed them all. Favor is deceitful, and beauty is vain: the woman that feareth the Lord, she shall be praised. Give her of the fruit of her hands: and let her works praise her in the gates.

Gradual: Psalms cxxiii. 7-8

    Our soul hath been delivered, as a sparrow, out of the snare of the fowlers. ℣. The snare is broken, and we are delivered: our help is in the name of the Lord, who made heaven and earth.

Alleluia

    Alleluia, alleluia. ℣. This is the true brotherhood, which overcame the wickedness of the world: it followed Christ, attaining the glorious kingdom of heaven. Alleluia.

Gospel: Matthew xii. 46-50

    + The continuation of the holy Gospel according to St. Matthew. At that time: As Jesus was speaking to the multitudes, behold His mother and His brethren stood without, seeking to speak to Him; and one said to Him: Behold Thy mother and Thy brethren stand without, seeking Thee. But He, answering him that told Him, said: Who is My mother, and who are My brethren? And stretching forth His hand towards His disciples, He said: Behold My mother and My brethren: for whosoever shall do the will of My Father that is in heaven, he is My brother and sister and mother.

Offertory: Psalms cxxiii. 6

    Our soul hath been delivered, as a sparrow, out of the snare of the fowlers: the snare is broken, and we are delivered.

Secret

    Be appeased, we beseech Thee, O Lord, and graciously regard these our sacrifices: may they, through the intercession of Thy holy Martyrs, grant us increase in devotion and assurance of salvation. Through our Lord.

Communion: Matthew xii. 50

    Whosoever shall do the will of My Father who is in heaven, he is My brother and sister and mother, saith the Lord.

Postcommunion

    Grant to us, we beseech Thee, almighty God, that through the intercession of Thy saints, we may obtain in its fullness that salvation of which these mysteries are to us the pledge. Through our Lord.

+ Taken from St. Andrew Daily Missal, by Dom Gaspar Lefebvre, O.S.B., Imprimi Potest 11-18-1945 P. Joannes Delacroix, O.S.B., Imprimatur 11-22-1945 Joseph Van Der Meersch