Dominic didn’t say, “You’re wrong! You’re wrong!”

Arguing with the innkeeper all night long.

He searched for the truth, engaged in disputation,

showed him the beauty of God’s creation.

He prolonged the discussion, kept up the conversation,

Behind dark utterances lay illumination.


He listened respectfully to what his opponent said,

NEVER DENYING what was in the man’s head.

SELDOM AFFIRMING his spoken thought,

lest it bring emerging truth to nought.

ALWAYS DISTINGUISHING the points essential

from the details inconsequential.


Dominic blazed a path, cleared a forest of confusion.

Defused a Cathar’s wrath whose illusion

of perfection, to the preacher was delusion.

Dominic, the enlightening truth sought to win.

Veritas at dawn, light bursting in,

Stretching forth into fresh skin.

We are delighted to share Laudare, Benedicere, Praedicare a new hymn by Sr. Columbia OP (Port Elizabeth SA) to commemorate our Holy Father St. Dominic during this Jubilee Year. 

Music & Lyrica available here LAUDARE, BENEDICERE, PRAEDICARE

Requiem Mass for Sr. Patricia Mc Grath O.P. Iona House, Fortwilliam Park, Belfast. 30th June 2021

On Monday 21st June, Belfast Cathedral will host a ‘Courage to Lament’ event, including a midday service, in partnership with the Corrymeela Community and Father Martin Magill of St John’s Parish, Falls Road. 21st June is marked as an annual Day of Reflection acknowledging ongoing consequences of the Northern Ireland conflict.

Taking place on the Day of Reflection the event will provide an opportunity to acknowledge and lament the ongoing hurt and division caused by the conflict in Northern Ireland.

For more information click below 

As a Congregation we commit ourselves to the UNICEF campaign Get a Vaccine Give a Vaccine and encourage our sisters, families and friends to buy a vaccine for  someone in need by supporting UNICEF in the biggest vaccine procurement and distribution in history.

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He is Risen… He is not here! 

Today our Saviour has shattered the bars  and burst the gates of death


“Arise, let us go hence…the bridal chamber is in order, the food is provided; the everlasting houses and rooms ready;…the Kingdom of Heaven has been prepared before all ages”

(an Ancient Holy for Holy Saturday)

Behold the Wood of the Cross on which Hung the Saviour of the World.

The Cross of Christ has Become our Tree of Life.



Maundy Thursday, All the World is Still”, Malcolm Guite, 2020


Maundy Thursday, all the world is still

The planes wait, grounded by departure gates

The street is empty and the shopping mall

Deserted. Padlocked, the playground waits

Against the day that children play again

Till then our sad refrain is just refrain.

Maundy Thursday, all the world is still

And Jesus is at supper with his friends

No longer in the upper room, that hall

In Zion where the story starts and ends,

For he descended from it long ago

To find his new friends in the here and now.

Maundy Thursday, all the world is still

And Jesus is at supper with his friends

Our doors are locked for fear, but he has skill

In breaking barriers. With ease he bends

Our prison bars, slips past the sentry post

And joins us as the guest who is our host.

Maundy Thursday All the world is still

But in cramped quarters on the fifteenth floor,

In lonely towers made of glass and steel,

And in the fierce favelas of the poor,

Touching with wounded hands the wounds he tends

Christ Jesus is at supper with his friends.