Born in 1347 a year before the plague would devastate the city of Siena, Catherine’s was an age of extremes. It was Tuscan beauty scarred by violence and the plague. The duality manifested itself in Catherine as well. An uneducated woman and prolific writer. A practical and mystical saint.
When the fame of her holiness spread, she became the protagonist of an intense activity of spiritual guidance for people from every walk of life: nobles and politicians, artists and ordinary people, consecrated men and women and religious, and even the Pope .
Praise to the Lord, the Almighty, the King of creation! O my soul, praise him, for he is my health and salvation! Come, all who hear; brothers and sisters draw near, join in glad adoration.
Praise to the Lord, who in all things so wondrously reigning; sheltering thee under his wings, and so gently sustaining! Has thou not seen all that is needful has been sent by his gracious ordaining?
Praise to the Lord, who will prosper thy work and defend thee; surely his goodness and mercy shall daily attend thee. Ponder anew what the Almighty can do, if with his love he befriends thee.
Praise to the Lord! O let all that is in me adore him! All that has life and breath, come now with praises before him. Let the Amen sound from his people again; Gladly forever adore him.
The lamb was corruptible, but the Lord is incorruptible. He was slain as a lamb; he rose again as God. He rose from the dead, and cried aloud: Who will contend with me? Let him confront me. I have freed the condemned, brought the dead back to life, raised men from their graves. Who has anything to say against me?
I, he said, am the Christ; I have destroyed death, triumphed over the enemy, trampled hell underfoot, bound the strong one, and taken men up to the heights of heaven: I am the Christ. Come, then, all of you, receive forgiveness for the sins that defile you. I am your forgiveness. I am the Passover that brings salvation. I am the lamb who was immolated for you. I am your ransom, your life, your resurrection, your light, I am your salvation and your king. I will bring you to the heights of heaven.
Now, brothers and sisters, I want to remind you of the gospel I preached to you.
For what I received I passed on to you as of first importance: that Christ died for our sins according to the Scriptures, that he was buried, that he was raised on the third day according to the Scriptures, and that he appeared to Cephas, and then to the Twelve.
After that, he appeared to more than five hundred of the brothers and sisters at the same time, most of whom are still living, though some have fallen asleep. Then he appeared to James, then to all the apostles, and last of all he appeared to me also, as to one abnormally born.
For I am the least of the apostles and do not even deserve to be called an apostle. Whether, then, it is I or they, this is what we preach, and this is what you believed.
Be joyful, Mary, heav’nly Queen, Be joyful, Mary!/Gaude, Maria! Your grief is changed to joy serene, Alleluia! Laetare, O Maria! ( Rejoice, rejoice, O Mary ! )
The Son you bore by heaven’s grace, Be joyful, Mary!/Gaude, Maria! Did by his death our guilt erase, Alleluia! Laetare, O Maria! ( Rejoice, rejoice, O Mary ! )
The Lord has risen from the dead, Be joyful, Mary!/Gaude, Maria! He rose in glory as he said, Alleluia! Laetare, O Maria! ( Rejoice, rejoice, O Mary ! )
The very night when Herod was about to bring him out, Peter was sleeping between two soldiers, bound with two chains, and sentries before the door were guarding the prison; and behold, an angel of the Lord appeared, and a light shone in the cell; and he struck Peter on the side and woke him, saying, “Get up quickly.” And the chains fell off his hands.
And the angel said to him, “Dress yourself and put on your sandals.” And he did so. And he said to him, “Wrap your mantle around you and follow me.” And he went out and followed him; he did not know that what was done by the angel was real, but thought he was seeing a vision.
And Peter came to himself, and said, “Now I am sure that the Lord has sent his angel and rescued me from the hand of Herod and from all that the Jewish people were expecting.”
When he realized this, he went to the house of Mary, the mother of John whose other name was Mark, where many were gathered together and were praying. And when he knocked at the door of the gateway, a maid named Rhoda came to answer. Recognizing Peter’s voice, in her joy she did not open the gate but ran in and told that Peter was standing at the gate. They said to her, “You are mad.” But she insisted that it was so. They said, “It is his angel!”
But Peter continued knocking; and when they opened, they saw him and were amazed. But motioning to them with his hand to be silent, he described to them how the Lord had brought him out of the prison. And he said, “Tell this to James and to the brethren.”
