Who will separate us from the love of Christ?

Who will separate us from the love of Christ? Will hardship, or distress, or persecution, or famine, or nakedness, or peril, or sword?

As it is written, “For your sake we are being killed all day long; we are accounted as sheep to be slaughtered.”

No, in all these things we are more than conquerors through him who loved us.

For I am convinced that neither death, nor life, nor angels, nor rulers, nor things present, nor things to come, nor powers, nor height, nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God in Christ Jesus our Lord.

The Letter of St Paul to the Romans, 8.35-39

Salve Regina

Love not the world

Love not the world, neither the things that are in the world. If any man love the world, the love of the Father is not in him.
For all that is in the world, the lust of the flesh, and the lust of the eyes, and the pride of life, is not of the Father, but is of the world.
And the world passeth away, and the lust thereof: but he that doeth the will of God abideth for ever.

John (2:15-29) King James Version

Psalm 90 (ii)

Lord, you have been our refuge from age to age.
Before the mountains were born, before the earth and the world came to birth, from eternity to eternity you are God.
You bring human beings to the dust, by saying, ‘Return, children of Adam.’
A thousand years are to you like a yesterday which has passed, like a watch of the night.
You flood them with sleep — in the morning they will be like growing grass:
in the morning it is blossoming and growing, by evening it is withered and dry.
For we have been destroyed by your wrath, dismayed by your anger.
You have taken note of our guilty deeds, our secrets in the full light of your presence.
All our days pass under your wrath, our lives are over like a sigh.
The span of our life is seventy years — eighty for those who are strong — but their whole extent is anxiety and trouble, they are over in a moment and we are gone.
Who feels the power of your anger, or who that fears you, your wrath?
Teach us to count up the days that are ours, and we shall come to the heart of wisdom.
Come back, Yahweh! How long must we wait? Take pity on your servants.
Each morning fill us with your faithful love, we shall sing and be happy all our days;
let our joy be as long as the time that you afflicted us, the years when we experienced disaster.
Show your servants the deeds you do, let their children enjoy your splendour!
May the sweetness of the Lord be upon us, to confirm the work we have done!

Catholic Bible

Psalm 90

Lord, thou hast been our dwelling place in all generations.
Before the mountains were brought forth, or ever thou hadst formed the earth and the world, even from everlasting to everlasting, thou art God.
Thou turnest man to destruction; and sayest, Return, ye children of men.
For a thousand years in thy sight are but as yesterday when it is past, and as a watch in the night.
Thou carriest them away as with a flood; they are as a sleep: in the morning they are like grass which groweth up.
In the morning it flourisheth, and groweth up; in the evening it is cut down, and withereth.
For we are consumed by thine anger, and by thy wrath are we troubled.
Thou hast set our iniquities before thee, our secret sins in the light of thy countenance.
For all our days are passed away in thy wrath: we spend our years as a tale that is told.
The days of our years are threescore years and ten; and if by reason of strength they be fourscore years, yet is their strength labour and sorrow; for it is soon cut off, and we fly away.
Who knoweth the power of thine anger? even according to thy fear, so is thy wrath.
So teach us to number our days, that we may apply our hearts unto wisdom.
Return, O Lord, how long? and let it repent thee concerning thy servants.
O satisfy us early with thy mercy; that we may rejoice and be glad all our days.
Make us glad according to the days wherein thou hast afflicted us, and the years wherein we have seen evil.
Let thy work appear unto thy servants, and thy glory unto their children.
And let the beauty of the Lord our God be upon us: and establish thou the work of our hands upon us; yea, the work of our hands establish thou it.

King James Bible

Magnificat anima mea Dominum

Magnificat anima mea Dominum,
Et exultavit spiritus meus in Deo salvatore meo,
Quia respexit humilitatem ancillae suae ecce enim ex hoc beatam me dicent omnes generationes,
Quia fecit mihi magna, qui potens est: et sanctum nomen eius,
Et misericordia eius in progenies et progenies timentibus eum.
Fecit potentiam in brachio suo: dispersit superbos mente cordis sui;
Deposuit potentes de sede et exaltavit humiles
Esurientes implevit bonis: et divites dimisit inanes.
Suscepit Israel puerum suum: recordatus misericordiae suae,
Sicut locutus est ad patres nostros: Abraham et semini eius in saecula
Gloria Patri, et Filio, et Spiritui Sancto,: sicut erat in principio,
Et nunc, et semper: et in Saecula saeculorum. Amen

Canticle of Mary, Luke (1:46–55)

Salve Regina

Salve, Regina, mater misericordiae:
Vita, dulcedo, et spes nostra, salve.
Ad te clamamus, exsules, filii Hevae.
Ad te suspiramus, gementes et flentes
In hac lacrimarum valle.
Eia ergo, Advocata nostra,
Illos tuos misericordes oculos
Ad nos converte.
Et Jesum, benedictum fructum ventris tui,
nobis, post hoc exsilium ostende.
O clemens! O pia!
O dulcis Virgo Maria!

Salve Regina, Marian antiphon, 12th century