I read recently of a funeral where the coffin left the church to the hymn Walk With Me O My Lord. Don't get me wrong I know the celebrant is a good man on the right side of the GIRM and the Benedictine reforms, but it's symptomatic of giving the punters a liturgical smorgasbord, especially in death.
Catholics used to leave the chapel with In Paradisum ringing in their ears - a song of joyful hope if ever there was one.
Personally I blame the My Way culture of funerals of recent years, exemplified in this advert. Two ironies: Francis Albert Sinatra was a Catholic (though of a rather, ahem, irregular lifestyle); everyone wants My Way. Kinda undermines the concept, no?
We seem to have sold our birthright for a mess of potage.
I think I just got a few years off purgatory. After all I sat (or stood) through Our God Reigns and Here I Am Lord (as the responsorial psalm).
There were two other execrable ditties I've blotted out of my mind, the hand-clapping Gloria (without the hand-clapping) and a really bad, over-augmented translation of the Sanctus set to The Skye Boat Song.
Fr Finigan has a list of Things That Will Not Happen In 2011. Let me lay another one on you. I would wager Fr Finigan will not pick up a guitar and sing this song from the ambo as a post-communion song.
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