Traditional Latin Mass every Sunday 11:00 A.M. High Mass St. Martha Catholic Church 214 Brainard Rd. Enfield Ct.
Una Voce Enfield Latin Mass Blog
Saturday, April 18, 2026
Friday, April 17, 2026
Traditional Latin Mass this Sat. 9:00 A.M. April 18th
Leonine Prayers Said at end of every Low Mass
St. Louis IX Pray for us
( The Priest Hernandez speaks)
WELL mayst thou say that these are fearful times,
Therefore be firm, be patient! There is strength,
And a fierce instinct, e'en in common souls
To bear up manhood with a stormy joy,
When red swords meet in lightning! But our task
Is more and nobler! We have to endure,
And to keep watch, and to arouse a land,
And to defend an altar. Think on this,
And gird your hearts with silent fortitude,
Suffering, yet hoping all things.
Mrs. Hermans, The Siege of Valencia
Priest and the Soldier
( The Priest Hernandez speaks)
WELL mayst thou say that these are fearful times,
Therefore be firm, be patient! There is strength,
And a fierce instinct, e'en in common souls
To bear up manhood with a stormy joy,
When red swords meet in lightning! But our task
Is more and nobler! We have to endure,
And to keep watch, and to arouse a land,
And to defend an altar. Think on this,
And gird your hearts with silent fortitude,
Suffering, yet hoping all things.
Mrs. Hermans, The Siege of Valencia
Saturday, April 11, 2026
Traditional Latin Mass Low Sunday April 12th. St. Martha Church 214 Brainard Rd. Enfield Ct. 11:00 A.M. High Mass

THE PRIESTLY ROBE
Touch it lightly, or not at all.
Let it not fall !
Let not a fabric so august
Trail in the dust!
`Tis a costly thing,
Woven by love in suffering.
`Twas Jesus` parting gift to men.
When the Lord rose to Heaven again,
His latest breathing fell on it.
A mystery hides within its folds.
Quickened by sacramental breath,
It holds
The power of life and death.
Would you sully it ? Would you rend it?
Is there a Christian would not defend it-
A robe so costly and so rare,
So wonderfully fair ?
Woe to the hand profane
Woe to the heart ungracious,
Woe to the tongue unheeding,
Would dare to cast a stain
On a vestment made so precious
By such costly bleeding!
II
I know this robe and its history,
And what strange virtue goeth forth
From its hem to bless the earth;
And I adore the mystery
That gives it grace,
In Jesus` name, to soothe and heal.
With more than human tenderness
I prize the priestly order;
And, while the reverent knee I kneel,
I do not see beneath the border
Frail feet of clay,
But seek to find, if so I may,
By feeling,
Some gracious thread which will convey
To my sore spirit healing.
Vicars of Christ ! deem me not rude,
If nearer than is wont I press me;
But turn and bless me
Amid the kneeling multitude.

The priestly robe Rev. Clarence Walworth anno 1888
Amid the kneeling multitude.
Friday, April 10, 2026
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