Elements of prayer
Majorca
Prayers are simple tools that help us find a moment of intimacy, even if we share them. Through them we become aware of our smallness in the world and establish contact with ourselves, with divinity and with nature.
Joys to the Virgin of the Refuge of the castle of Alaró
Anonymous letter, eighteenth century
At the castle they have climbed you
for by going up to it
be our lawyer,
refuge of sinners.
You are a royal castle
and City also walled,
were completely preserved
of original sin:
Immaculate Virgin
Defend us from sin.
you were a Castle Maria
when God became incarnate in You,
in this castle he shut himself up
to give us joy:
preceded the embassy,
full of your praises.
Castle of Alaró very strong
it is what you consecrate,
stronger you are then the key
You have of life and death:
To many you have given your life
resurrecting them.
It was enough for it to be watered
with the blood of Bass and Goat,
to be day and night
of the peoples fertilized:
more so now that it has been founded
this hermitage for you.
I melt that noble castle
our defense.
Now Alaró has it in You
safer for the people:
peace is assured
showing Jesus precious.
To those who have invoked you
coming to visit you;
favored the sacred Virgin,
refuge of sinners.
Joys to Our Lady of Victory
Anonymous letter, eighteenth century
Mother of the Uncreated Word
and the angels Mary;
o Holy Mary,
and patron saint of Alcúdia,
most faithful City.
From Victoria we name you,
so you were victorious
triumphant and glorious
among all the sons of Adam;
and such a favor deserved
Your great holiness.
They found your figure
in this high mountain,
by which he assures us
the victory in the campaign;
with lights and great clarity
that appeared from Heaven.
They founded religious
in your house a convent,
prodigious miracles,
the Almighty worked;
each in holiness
An angel appeared.
You are from our City
strength and protection,
and in every need
assisted us with the mother,
it’s a hard-working army
your name of bravery.
Our ancestors
victory for you had
As for summoning them, they came
twinned armies;
are their rewarded value,
in your favor he was watching.
You are the cloud of Elias,
through you we enjoy a new name,
that in dry weather and when it does not rain
give water and joy
and the wheat that was already suffering,
became very maroon.
Give health to the sick,
to the young good luck,
to the devout great virtue,
and the navigator takes you to port;
Escape the storm
the boat that trusts in You.
This is the biggest sign
of the Visitation,
Sung mass and sermon
with jubilee and great feast;
it is an appropriate day,
that sadness turned into joy.
To keep you in memory
We will not cease night and day
to invoke you, pious Virgin,
with the title of Victoria;
Victoria, my lady,
we have you by our side.
Joys to Our Lady of Care
Anonymous lyrics
In any misadventure
be our lawyer,
Queen of Heaven Revered
in the mountains of Cura!
Every man is a pilgrim
that crosses long desert,
and unfortunately he loses
each point its own path;
But a star he has for sure
if he has you as a lawyer.
Whoever desires some favor,
if it is convenient, from You he reaches it:
You are our hope,
be you our love.
Show your tenderness,
because you are our lawyer.
Virgin Mary, pure Virgin,
be our lawyer,
Queen of Heaven Revered
in the mountains of Cura!
With their deceptions the world
the peace of the soul takes place
however, oh Mother! that the children of Eve
Your children are too.
Look at us with sweetness
as a mother and a lawyer.
Queen of Heaven Revered
in the mountains of Cura!
We don’t know of any.
Joys in Sant Blai de Campos
Like. 1800
With respect and humility
we come to visit you;
Be our lawyer
Sant Blai, glorious martyr.
Sebaste happy city,
Place of Birth
celebrate happily
your portentous life;
your name is honored
of every virtuous homo,
Be our lawyer
Sant Blai, glorious martyr.
In your youth
you already looked like a saint,
every step increasing
Your grace and virtue:
at the most florid age
you served God fervently,
Be our lawyer
Sant Blai, glorious martyr.
Being you to die
you asked the Lord
remedy for cannon pain,
and he granted it to you
for the one who trusts
come to invoke you,
Be our lawyer
Sant Blai, glorious martyr.
With your power so much
cure every sickness,
you perform miracles every day
giving health to every sick person.
Doctor of God sent
you can call yourself,
Be our lawyer
Sant Blai, glorious martyr.
Campos may well bless
that happy day
in which saint so powerful
he chose as a patron;
so in you he has found
a father the most loving,
Be our lawyer
Sant Blai, glorious martyr.
From the middle of this plain
Keep our country
and our people defend
of sadness and bitterness,
of stone and storm,
of lightning and furious wind,
Be our lawyer
Sant Blai, glorious martyr.
Give comfort and refreshments
to our ancestors
who are buried here
in this holy cemetery,
who have taught us
to come and visit you,
Be our lawyer
Sant Blai, glorious martyr.
Give grace and health
to your benefactors,
Be their lawyer
Sant Blai, glorious martyr.
Joys to the Virgin of Lluc
Lyrics by Mn. Pere Joan Llabrés i Martorell (1938-2006)
For you are a cause of joy
for the farmer and the citizen,
to Lluc make us go up
singing joys, Virgin Mary.
“Ave, Virgin Mary, full of God”,
Gabriel greets you
That’s why the faithful people
“Ave” prays to you.
Good News announces us
in Majorca the name Llucà.
How you rejoice, Virgin Mary,
the holy night of Bethlehem
when you have the supreme honor
of be the mother of the Son of God the Father.
May Christ be born every day
in the heart of every Christian,
to Lluc make us go up
singing joys, Virgin Mary.
Queen assumed, crowned
of seven joys eternally,
lead us promising
that in heaven we have entrance.
Who goes up to Lluc well chooses
that will come to your house.
From every village and farmhouse,
of Inca, Sóller, Muro, Artà…
to Lluc make us go up
singing joys, Virgin Mary.
Hymn to the Virgin of Lluc
Lyrics by Mn. Miquel Costa i Llobera (1854-1922)
In the heart of the mountain,
Majorca holds a treasure.
Brothers with holy companionship,
we go up to the Casa d’Or.
We go with flag raised,
like an army of peace,
Virgin of Lluc crowned,
over Majorca reigns!
Mary has sanctuaries
for all this beautiful Kingdom:
more among lonely hills,
as Queen she has a castle.
It is only right that it should be adored
in such a noble palace,
Virgin of Lluc crowned,
over Majorca reigned.
Lluc for Majorca is still
The Holy Corner of the Home:
and in his mother’s home,
Who couldn’t warm up?
Our fiery prayer,
with a mother’s heart listen,
Virgin of Lluc crowned,
over Majorca reigned.
Joys to the Virgin of Lluc
Anonymous letter, seventeenth century
For we receive so many favors
by your holy figure,
give us pure Virgin Lluc,
that in heaven we enjoy You.
The name of Lluc suits you
to be a notorious thing
that Lluc was also called
who found you, as the story goes.
Ray of light of great ardour
came out of the thickness:
give us pure Virgin Lluc,
that in heaven we enjoy You.
Trusting in You, Madame,
the captives have freedom,
The sailors of every hour
escape from the storm.
Put in a dangerous step,
Your light assures them:
give us pure Virgin Lluc,
that in heaven we enjoy You.
For past pains
black you are in figure.
Give us pure Virgin Lluc,
that in heaven we enjoy You.
Joys to Our Lady of Mount Carmel
Poem by Mn. Miquel Costa i Llobera (1854-1922)
When your glory, oh Queen, dawned
in the sublime distance of prophecies,
already your image beheld Elijah
on the rough Carmel and the blue sea.
On the waves and the Costa Brava,
of the sea among the deep harmonies,
brighter today than in those days,
Your image is beautifully engraved on it.
Virgin of Carmen!, you may well be there
here, where the effort of a grateful soul
humble offers you a new sanctuary.
Pay for it with a treasure without measure…
and spread the scapular from here
to the castaway of the sea… and that of life!
Joys to the Virgin of Sant Salvador de Felanitx,
that are sung in Cas Concos des Cavaller
Lyrics by Mn. Joan Roig i Montserrat (1940)
Sacred fountain of harmony,
torrent of light:
has blossomed for you Mary,
the splendor of the Savior.
At the top of the mountain
crowned joy and desire,
faithful companion
root love of Felanitx.
By Cas Concos, lighthouse that guides
towards calm port…
Lofty milestone of hope,
sovereign of the morning.
Binifarda for You dances,
and the Castle comes as a pilgrim.
The suburbs have been enriched
for your donor heart… […]
The whole Port is mirrored to you
and the coves drink light,
and in the hearts a laugh
makes your perfume clear,
Crops courtesy
they all sing to you…
As soon as the parents return
to get the children up,
and the nights become clear
with the song of the hermits.
Listen to who on the last day
invoke you in pain…
Sacred source of harmony,
torrent of light:
has blossomed for you Mary,
the splendor of the Savior.
We don’t know of any.
Invocation: “Glorious Sant Marçal, free us from all evil”. A popular gloss refers to the isolation of the place in the past: “The rector of Sant Marçal is in a garrigue and cannot eat any figs because he does not have a fig tree”.
Joys to Sant Bernat of the monastery of La Real
Old letter
Protector against all evil
very powerful you’ve been,
oh glorious Sant Bernat
of the Monastery of the Real.
Born of high nobility
full of perfections,
heaven filled you with gifts
with whom you grew greater,
you deserve from everyone
a special appreciation.
oh glorious Sant Bernat
of the Monastery of the Real.
Headache, fever and pain,
any disease,
At all times find comfort
who invokes you fervently:
who has pain from sins
finds paternal protection,
oh glorious Sant Bernat
of the Monastery of the Real.
From Majorca, this city,
especially this region,
He always looks at you like an ark
in all stormy weathers.
In you he has always found
remedy for any ailment.
oh glorious Sant Bernat
of the Monastery of the Real.
All the devotees tell you
Sant Abat de Claraval,
oh glorious Sant Bernat
of the Monastery of the Real.
Joys to the Virgin of the Consolation of Sant Joan.
“Come, my children, I will console you.”
Phrase that appears on an exterior tile that also presents the image of the Virgin of Consolation.
Lyrics by Rafael Bordoy i Pomar (1936)
You are sweet and charming
like the song of the nightingale.
From You we wait, Lady,
love, peace and consolation.
When the moon of Solanda
On top of the sky it was kindled,
he put lace whiteness
on the green of the seedbed,
and a singing tune
intoned a flute.
From You we wait, Lady,
love, peace and consolation.
The herd that grazed
under the gaze of the shepherd,
the green leaves I searched
of the almond trees of the hill
and the fresh, sonorous water
that a fountain flowed.
From You we wait, Lady,
love, peace and consolation.
He illuminated the region
a silver clarity
luminous as the dawn,
like a shining star,
and more dazzling
than the brightness of the sun.
From You we wait, Lady,
love, peace and consolation. […]
You are a flattering mother,
of tenderness a stream.
From You we wait, Lady,
love, peace and consolation.
Joys in Santa Escolástica of the mount of the Consolació de Santanyí
Lyrics by Bernat Vidal i Tomàs (1949)
Come, high heart, and sing
joys to a faithful virgin.
Escolàstica has the key
of the fountains of heaven.
You’ve born from it,
hug to Saint Benedict,
How snow embraces the cold
and joy with wine.
Holy male and feminin: honeycomb and honey;
You was born with love preached.
Escolàstica has the key
of the fountains of heaven.
In the dark Middle Ages,
years of blood, iron and fear
A clearing blooms
of work and prayer.
Sant Benet, balm you take
to a world of cruel war.
Escolàstica has the key
of the fountains of heaven. […]
Santanyí has invoked you
when due to lack of seasoning
to your altar has gone up
at the top of the Consolation.
On the Mount you choose
the fog of Mount Carmel.
Escolàstica has the key
of the fountains of heaven.
When a kiss of the sun dies
climbed your face
and following your flight
you will guide us to the Father
along a parallel path
to the one you painted with pigeons.
Escolàstica has the key
of the fountains of heaven.
The saying is known in the town
“Not all the gold of Ca’n Raió can do what I can with the Lord”,
attributed to the Blessed on the occasion of the writing of her second will.
In this document, dated December 23, 1850, he left all his possessions (the house where he was born and an ounce of gold) to found the house of the nuns of Charity.
Inscription on a tile of a house in Sencelles:
“Even from the most distant villages they came to visit her.”
Inscription on the altar cloths:
“By paths and streets / comellars and shortcuts / we have been coming to Sencelles for more than one hundred and fifty years.”
