The Institute of Christ the King Sovereign Priest (Latin: Institutum Christi Regis Summi Sacerdotis) is a society of priests in the Catholic Church that celebrates the Liturgy in Latin in accordance with its constitutions and founding documents. Its goals are to preserve and patronize traditional Latin Rite liturgical art and music. It has undertaken the restoration of a number of historic church buildings.
The Institute is a Society of Apostolic Life of Pontifical Right, whose rule of life is based generally on that of the secular canons. The Institute has its own choir dress, adopted in 2006, which was given to members by the Cardinal Archbishop of Florence. Its stated mission is the defense and propagation of the reign of Christ in all areas of human life, both private and social.
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