Give the king your justice, O God,*|
and your righteousness to the kings son;
That he may rule your people righteously*|
and the poor with justice;
That the mountains may bring prosperity to the people,*|
and the little hills bring righteousness.
He shall defend the needy among the people;*|
he shall rescue the poor and crush the oppressor.
He shall live as long as the sun and moon endure,*|
from one generation to another.
He shall come down like rain upon the mown field,*|
like showers that water the earth.
In his time shall the righteous flourish;*|
there shall be abundance of peace
till the moon shall be no more.
He shall rule from sea to sea,*|
and from the River to the ends of the earth.
His foes shall bow down before him,*|
and his enemies lick the dust.
The kings of Tarshish and of the isles shall pay tribute,*|
and the kings of Arabia and Saba offer gifts.
All kings shall bow down before him,*|
and all the nations do him service.
For he shall deliver the poor who cries out in distress,*|
and the oppressed who has no helper.
He shall have pity on the lowly and poor;*|
he shall preserve the lives of the needy.
He shall redeem their lives from oppression and violence,*|
and dear shall their blood be in his sight.
Long may he live,|
and may there be given to him gold from Arabia;*
may prayer be made for him always,
and may they bless him all the day long.
May there be abundance of grain on the earth,|
growing thick even on the hilltops;*
may its fruit flourish like Lebanon,
and its grain like grass upon the earth.
May his name remain for ever|
and be established as long as the sun endures;*
may all the nations bless themselves in him
and call him blessèd.
Blessèd be the Lord God, the God of Israel,*|
who alone does wondrous deeds!
And blessèd be his glorious name for ever!*|
and may all the earth be filled with his glory.
Your kingdom come, O Lord,|
with deliverance for the needy,
with peace for the righteous,
with overflowing blessing for all nations,
with glory, honour and praise
for the only Saviour,
Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen.
Truly, God is good to Israel,*|
to those who are pure in heart.
But as for me, my feet had nearly slipped;*|
I had almost tripped and fallen;
Because I envied the proud*|
and saw the prosperity of the wicked:
For they suffer no pain,*|
and their bodies are sleek and sound;
In the misfortunes of others they have no share;*|
they are not afflicted as others are;
Therefore they wear their pride like a necklace*|
and wrap their violence about them like a cloak.
Their iniquity comes from gross minds,*|
and their hearts overflow with wicked thoughts.
They scoff and speak maliciously;*|
out of their haughtiness they plan oppression.
They set their mouths against the heavens,*|
and their evil speech runs through the world.
And so the people turn to them*|
and find in them no fault.
They say, How should God know?*|
is there knowledge in the Most High?
So then, these are the wicked;*|
always at ease, they increase their wealth.
In vain have I kept my heart clean,*|
and washed my hands in innocence.
I have been afflicted all day long,*|
and punished every morning.
Had I gone on speaking this way,*|
I should have betrayed the generation of your children.
When I tried to understand these things,*|
it was too hard for me;
Until I entered the sanctuary of God*|
and discerned the end of the wicked.
Surely, you set them in slippery places;*|
you cast them down in ruin.
O how suddenly do they come to destruction,*|
come to an end and perish from terror!
Like a dream when one awakens, O Lord,*|
when you arise you will make their image vanish.
When my mind became embittered,*|
I was sorely wounded in my heart.
I was stupid and had no understanding;*|
I was like a brute beast in your presence.
Yet I am always with you;*|
you hold me by my right hand.
You will guide me by your counsel,*|
and afterwards receive me with glory.
Whom have I in heaven but you?*|
and having you I desire nothing upon earth.
Though my flesh and my heart should waste away,*|
God is the strength of my heart and my portion for ever.
Truly, those who forsake you will perish;*|
you destroy all who are unfaithful.
But it is good for me to be near God;*|
I have made the Lord God my refuge.
I will speak of all your works*|
in the gates of the city of Zion.
Holy God, to whom our love rightly belongs,|
may we find true wisdom in your presence
and set our hope not on uncertain riches
but on the love that will hold us to the end,
on Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen.
O God, why have you utterly cast us off?*|
why is your wrath so hot
against the sheep of your pasture?
Remember your congregation that you purchased long ago,*|
the tribe you redeemed to be your inheritance,
and Mount Zion where you dwell.
Turn your steps towards the endless ruins;*|
the enemy has laid waste everything in your sanctuary.
Your adversaries roared in your holy place;*|
they set up their banners as tokens of victory.
They were like men coming up with axes|
to a grove of trees;*
they broke down all your carved work
with hatchets and hammers.
They set fire to your holy place;*|
they defiled the dwelling-place of your name
and razed it to the ground.
They said to themselves, Let us destroy them altogether.*|
They burned down all the meeting-places of God
in the land.
There are no signs for us to see;|
there is no prophet left;*
there is not one among us who knows how long.
How long, O God, will the adversary scoff?*|
will the enemy blaspheme your name for ever?
Why do you draw back your hand?*|
why is your right hand hidden in your bosom?
Yet God is my king from ancient times,*|
victorious in the midst of the earth.
You divided the sea by your might*|
and shattered the heads of the dragons upon the waters;
You crushed the heads of Leviathan*|
and gave him to the people of the desert for food.
You split open spring and torrent;*|
you dried up ever-flowing rivers.
Yours is the day, yours also the night;*|
you established the moon and the sun.
You fixed all the boundaries of the earth;*|
you made both summer and winter.
Remember, O Lord, how the enemy scoffed,*|
how a foolish people despised your name.
Do not hand over the life of your dove to wild beasts;*|
never forget the lives of your poor.
Look upon your covenant;*|
the dark places of the earth are haunts of violence.
Let not the oppressed turn away ashamed;*|
let the poor and needy praise your name.
Arise, O God, maintain your cause;*|
remember how fools revile you all day long.
Forget not the clamour of your adversaries,*|
the unending tumult of those who rise up against you.
Righteous God, holy Redeemer,|
renew your broken people with your Holy Spirit,
give them a vision of the coming dawn
and the courage to walk your narrow way,
that they may be a sign of hope to the needy
and proclaim the gracious name
of Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen.
We give you thanks, O God, we give you thanks,*|
calling upon your name
and declaring all your wonderful deeds.
I will appoint a time, says God;*|
I will judge with equity.
Though the earth and all its inhabitants are quaking,*|
I will make its pillars fast.
I will say to the boasters, "Boast no more",*|
and to the wicked, "Do not toss your horns;
"Do not toss your horns so high,*|
nor speak with a proud neck."
For judgement is neither from the east|
nor from the west,*
nor yet from the wilderness or the mountains.
It is God who judges;*|
he puts down one and lifts up another.
For in the Lords hand there is a cup,|
full of spiced and foaming wine, which he pours out,*
and all the wicked of the earth
shall drink and drain the dregs.
But I will rejoice for ever;*|
I will sing praises to the God of Jacob.
He shall break off all the horns of the wicked;*|
but the horns of the righteous shall be exalted.
Judge of all the earth,|
restrain the ambitions of the proud
and the turmoil of the nations;
establish among us the reign of the Messiah,
who drained for us the cup of judgement
and is alive with you and the Holy Spirit,
one God, for ever and ever. Amen.
In Judah is God known;*|
his name is great in Israel.
At Salem is his tabernacle,*|
and his dwelling is in Zion.
There he broke the flashing arrows,*|
the shield, the sword and the weapons of battle.
How glorious you are!*|
more splendid than the everlasting mountains!
The strong of heart have been despoiled;|
they sink into sleep;*
none of the warriors can lift a hand.
At your rebuke, O God of Jacob,*|
both horse and rider lie stunned.
What terror you inspire!*|
who can stand before you when you are angry?
From heaven you pronounced judgement;*|
the earth was afraid and was still;
When God rose up to judgement*|
and to save all the oppressed of the earth.
Truly, wrathful Edom will give you thanks,*|
and the remnant of Hamath will keep your feasts.
Make a vow to the Lord your God and keep it;*|
let all around him bring gifts
to him who is worthy to be feared.
He breaks the spirit of princes,*|
and strikes terror in the kings of the earth.
Majestic and gracious God,|
more awesome than the agents of war,
more powerful than the wrath of nations,
your love has created a people of your own;
restrain the violence of the peoples
and draw the despised of the earth
into the joyful life of your kingdom. Amen.
I will cry aloud to God;*|
I will cry aloud and he will hear me.
In the day of my trouble I sought the Lord;*|
my hands were stretched out by night and did not tire;
I refused to be comforted.
I think of God, I am restless,*|
I ponder and my spirit faints.
You will not let my eyelids close;*|
I am troubled and I cannot speak.
I consider the days of old;*|
I remember the years long past;
I commune with my heart in the night;*|
I ponder and search my mind.
Will the Lord cast me off for ever?*|
will he no more show his favour?
Has his loving-kindness come to an end for ever?*|
has his promise failed for evermore?
Has God forgotten to be gracious?*|
has he, in his anger, withheld his compassion?
And I said, My grief is this:*|
the right hand of the Most High has lost its power.
I will remember the works of the Lord,*|
and call to mind your wonders of old time.
I will meditate on all your acts*|
and ponder your mighty deeds.
Your way, O God, is holy;*|
who is so great a god as our God?
You are the God who works wonders*|
and have declared your power among the peoples.
By your strength you have redeemed your people,*|
the children of Jacob and Joseph.
The waters saw you, O God;|
the waters saw you and trembled;*
the very depths were shaken.
The clouds poured out water; the skies thundered;*|
your arrows flashed to and fro;
The sound of your thunder was in the whirlwind;|
your lightnings lit up the world;*
the earth trembled and shook.
Your way was in the sea,|
and your paths in the great waters,*
yet your footsteps were not seen.
You led your people like a flock*|
by the hand of Moses and Aaron.
you led your people like a flock
and delivered them by your mighty power
in times of old:
do not forget your people in their troubles
and raise up your power
to sustain the poor and helpless,
for the honour of your Name. Amen.
Psalm 78, Part I
Hear my teaching, O my people;*|
incline your ears to the words of my mouth.
I will open my mouth in a parable;*|
I will declare the mysteries of ancient times.
That which we have heard and known,|
and what our forebears have told us,*
we will not hide from their children.
We will recount to generations to come|
the praiseworthy deeds and the power of the Lord,*
and the wonderful works he has done.
He gave his decrees to Jacob|
and established a law for Israel,*
which he commanded them to teach their children;
That the generations to come might know,|
and the children yet unborn;*
that they in their turn might tell it to their children;
So that they might put their trust in God,*|
and not forget the deeds of God,
but keep his commandments;
And not be like their forebears,|
a stubborn and rebellious generation,*
a generation whose heart was not steadfast,
and whose spirit was not faithful to God.
The people of Ephraim, armed with the bow,*|
turned back in the day of battle;
They did not keep the covenant of God,*|
and refused to walk in his law;
They forgot what he had done,*|
and the wonders he had shown them.
He worked marvels in the sight of their forebears,*|
in the land of Egypt, in the field of Zoan.
He split open the sea and let them pass through;*|
he made the waters stand up like walls.
He led them with a cloud by day,*|
and all the night through with a glow of fire.
He split the hard rocks in the wilderness*|
and gave them drink as from the great deep.
He brought streams out of the cliff,*|
and the waters gushed out like rivers.
But they went on sinning against him,*|
rebelling in the desert against the Most High.
They tested God in their hearts,*|
demanding food for their craving.
They railed against God and said,*|
Can God set a table in the wilderness?
True, he struck the rock, the waters gushed out,|
and the gullies overflowed;*
but is he able to give bread
or to provide meat for his people?
When the Lord heard this, he was full of wrath;*|
a fire was kindled against Jacob,
and his anger mounted against Israel;
For they had no faith in God,*|
nor did they put their trust in his saving power.
So he commanded the clouds above*|
and opened the doors of heaven.
He rained down manna upon them to eat*|
and gave them grain from heaven.
So mortals ate the bread of angels;*|
he provided for them food enough.
He caused the east wind to blow in the heavens*|
and led out the south wind by his might.
He rained down flesh upon them like dust*|
and winged birds like the sand of the sea.
He let it fall in the midst of their camp*|
and round about their dwellings.
So they ate and were well filled,*|
for he gave them what they craved.
But they did not stop their craving,*|
though the food was still in their mouths.
So Gods anger mounted against them;*|
he slew their strongest men
and laid low the youth of Israel.
In spite of all this, they went on sinning*|
and had no faith in his wonderful works.
So he brought their days to an end like a breath*|
and their years in sudden terror.
Whenever he slew them, they would seek him,*|
and repent and diligently search for God.
They would remember that God was their rock,*|
and the Most High God their redeemer.
But they flattered him with their mouths*|
and lied to him with their tongues.
Their heart was not steadfast towards him,*|
and they were not faithful to his covenant.
But he was so merciful that he forgave their sins|
and did not destroy them;*
many times he held back his anger
and did not permit his wrath to be roused.
For he remembered that they were but flesh,*|
a breath that goes forth and does not return.
Psalm 78, Part II
How often the people disobeyed God in the wilderness*|
and offended him in the desert!
Again and again they tempted God*|
and provoked the Holy One of Israel.
They did not remember his power*|
in the day when he ransomed them from the enemy;
How he wrought his signs in Egypt*|
and his omens in the field of Zoan.
He turned their rivers into blood,*|
so that they could not drink of their streams.
He sent swarms of flies among them, which ate them up,*|
and frogs, which destroyed them.
He gave their crops to the caterpillar,*|
the fruit of their toil to the locust.
He killed their vines with hail*|
and their sycamores with frost.
He delivered their cattle to hailstones*|
and their livestock to hot thunderbolts.
He poured out upon them his blazing anger:*|
fury, indignation and distress,
a troop of destroying angels.
He gave full rein to his anger;|
he did not spare their souls from death;*
but delivered their lives to the plague.
He struck down all the first-born of Egypt,*|
the flower of manhood in the dwellings of Ham.
He led out his people like sheep*|
and guided them in the wilderness like a flock.
He led them to safety and they were not afraid;*|
but the sea overwhelmed their enemies.
He brought them to his holy land,*|
the mountain his right hand had won.
He drove out the Canaanites before them|
and apportioned an inheritance to them by lot;*
he made the tribes of Israel to dwell in their tents.
But they tested the Most High God and defied him,*|
and did not keep his commandments.
They turned away and were disloyal like their forebears;*|
they were undependable like a warped bow.
They grieved him with their hill-altars*|
and provoked his displeasure with their idols.
When God heard this, he was angry*|
and utterly rejected Israel.
He forsook the shrine at Shiloh,*|
the tabernacle where he had lived among his people.
He delivered the ark into captivity,*|
his glory into the adversarys hand.
He gave his people to the sword*|
and was angered against his inheritance.
The fire consumed their young men;*|
there were no wedding songs for their maidens.
Their priests fell by the sword,*|
and their widows made no lamentation.
Then the Lord woke as though from sleep,*|
like a warrior refreshed with wine.
He struck his enemies from behind*|
and put them to perpetual shame.
He rejected the tent of Joseph*|
and did not choose the tribe of Ephraim;
He chose instead the tribe of Judah*|
and Mount Zion, which he loved.
He built his sanctuary like the heights of heaven,*|
like the earth which he founded for ever.
He chose David his servant,*|
and took him away from the sheepfolds.
He brought him from following the ewes,*|
to be a shepherd over Jacob his people
and over Israel his inheritance.
So he shepherded them with a faithful and true heart*|
and guided them with the skilfulness of his hands.
God our deliverer,|
you led our forebears through the wilderness
and established them as your people:
renew your covenant with us
that we may rejoice in the signs of your deliverance
and be brought into the kingdom of your belovèd Son,
Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen.
O God, the heathen have come into your inheritance;|
they have profaned your holy temple;*
they have made Jerusalem a heap of rubble.
They have given the bodies of your servants|
as food for the birds of the air,*
and the flesh of your faithful ones
to the beasts of the field.
They have shed their blood like water|
on every side of Jerusalem,*
and there was no one to bury them.
We have become a reproach to our neighbours,*|
an object of scorn and derision to those around us.
How long will you be angry, O Lord?*|
will your fury blaze like fire for ever?
Pour out your wrath upon the heathen|
who have not known you*
and upon the kingdoms
that have not called upon your name.
For they have devoured Jacob*|
and made his dwelling a ruin.
Remember not our past sins;|
let your compassion be swift to meet us;*
for we have been brought very low.
Help us, O God our Saviour, for the glory of your name;*|
deliver us and forgive us our sins, for your names sake.
Why should the heathen say, Where is their God?*|
Let it be known among the heathen and in our sight
that you avenge the shedding
of your servants blood.]
Let the sorrowful sighing of the prisoners|
come before you,*
and by your great might
spare those who are condemned to die.
May the revilings with which|
they reviled you, O Lord,*
return sevenfold into their bosoms.]
We are your people and the sheep of your pasture;*|
we will give you thanks for ever
and show forth your praise from age to age.
the shepherd of your erring people:
remember not our offences
but hear the sorrowful sighing of the prisoners
and, in your merciful judgement,
deliver those who stand helpless before you;
through Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen.
Hear, O Shepherd of Israel, leading Joseph like a flock;*|
shine forth, you that are enthroned upon the cherubim.
In the presence of Ephraim, Benjamin and Manasseh,*|
stir up your strength and come to help us.
Restore us, O God of hosts;*|
show the light of your countenance
and we shall be saved.
O Lord God of hosts,*|
how long will you be angered
despite the prayers of your people?
You have fed them with the bread of tears;*|
you have given them bowls of tears to drink.
You have made us the derision of our neighbours,*|
and our enemies laugh us to scorn.
Restore us, O God of hosts;*|
show the light of your countenance
and we shall be saved.
You have brought a vine out of Egypt;*|
you cast out the nations and planted it.
You prepared the ground for it;*|
it took root and filled the land.
The mountains were covered by its shadow*|
and the towering cedar trees by its boughs.
You stretched out its tendrils to the Sea*|
and its branches to the River.
Why have you broken down its wall,*|
so that all who pass by pluck off its grapes?
The wild boar of the forest has ravaged it,*|
and the beasts of the field have grazed upon it.
Turn now, O God of hosts, look down from heaven;|
behold and tend this vine;*
preserve what your right hand has planted.
They burn it with fire like rubbish;*|
at the rebuke of your countenance let them perish.
Let your hand be upon the man of your right hand,*|
the son of man you have made so strong for yourself.
And so will we never turn away from you;*|
give us life, that we may call upon your name.
Restore us, O Lord God of hosts;*|
show the light of your countenance
and we shall be saved.
Faithful Shepherd of your people,|
as we look for the light of your countenance
restore in us the image of your glory
and graft us into the risen life
of your Son, Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen.
Sing with joy to God our strength*|
and raise a loud shout to the God of Jacob.
Raise a song and sound the timbrel,*|
the merry harp and the lyre.
Blow the rams-horn at the new moon,*|
and at the full moon, the day of our feast.
For this is a statute for Israel,*|
a law of the God of Jacob.
He laid it as a solemn charge upon Joseph,*|
when he came out of the land of Egypt.
I heard an unfamiliar voice saying,*|
I eased his shoulder from the burden;
his hands were set free from bearing the load.
You called on me in trouble and I saved you;*|
I answered you from the secret place of thunder
and tested you at the waters of Meribah.
Hear, O my people, and I will admonish you:*|
O Israel, if you would but listen to me!
There shall be no strange god among you;*|
you shall not worship a foreign god.
I am the Lord your God,|
who brought you out of the land of Egypt and said,*
Open your mouth wide and I will fill it.
And yet my people did not hear my voice,*|
and Israel would not obey me.
So I gave them over to the stubbornness|
of their hearts,*
to follow their own devices.
O that my people would listen to me!*|
that Israel would walk in my ways!
I should soon subdue their enemies*|
and turn my hand against their foes.
Those who hate the Lord would cringe before him,*|
and their punishment would last for ever.
But Israel would I feed with the finest wheat*|
and satisfy him with honey from the rock.
Father of mercy,|
keep us joyful in your salvation
and faithful to your covenant;
and, as we journey to your kingdom,
ever feed us with the bread of life,
your Son, our Saviour Jesus Christ. Amen.
God takes his stand in the council of heaven;*|
he gives judgement in the midst of the gods:
How long will you judge unjustly,*|
and show favour to the wicked?
Save the weak and the orphan;*|
defend the humble and needy;
Rescue the weak and the poor;*|
deliver them from the power of the wicked.
They do not know, neither do they understand;|
they go about in darkness;*
all the foundations of the earth are shaken.
Now I say to you, "You are gods,*|
and all of you children of the Most High;
"Nevertheless, you shall die like mortals,*|
and fall like any prince."
Arise, O God, and rule the earth,*|
for you shall take all nations for your own.
God our deliverer,|
defender of the poor and needy:
when the foundations of the earth are shaking
give strength to your people
to uphold justice and fight all wrong
in the name of your Son,
Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen.
O God, do not be silent;*|
do not keep still nor hold your peace, O God;
For your enemies are in tumult,*|
and those who hate you have lifted up their heads.
They take secret counsel against your people*|
and plot against those whom you protect.
They have said,|
Come, let us wipe them out from among the nations;*
let the name of Israel be remembered no more.
They have conspired together;*|
they have made an alliance against you:
The tents of Edom and the Ishmaelites,*|
the Moabites and the Hagarenes;
Gebal and Ammon and Amalek,*|
the Philistines and those who dwell in Tyre.
The Assyrians also have joined them,*|
and have come to help the people of Lot.
Do to them as you did to Midian,*|
to Sisera and to Jabin at the river of Kishon:
They were destroyed at Endor;*|
they became like dung upon the ground.
Make their leaders like Oreb and Ze‰b,*|
and all their commanders like Zebah and Zalmunna,
Who said, Let us take for ourselves*|
the fields of God as our possession.
O my God, make them like whirling dust*|
and like chaff before the wind;
Like fire that burns down a forest,*|
like the flame that sets mountains ablaze.
Drive them with your tempest*|
and terrify them with your storm;
Cover their faces with shame, O Lord,*|
that they may seek your name.
Let them be disgraced and terrified for ever;*|
let them be put to confusion and perish.]
Let them know that you, whose name is Yahweh,*|
you alone are the Most High over all the earth.
Lord God, Most High over all the world:|
reveal your presence among the nations
who seek no glory but their own,
and draw them into that unity
which is your will for all your people
in Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen.
How dear to me is your dwelling, O Lord of hosts!*|
My soul has a desire and longing
for the courts of the Lord;
my heart and my flesh rejoice in the living God.
The sparrow has found her a house|
and the swallow a nest
where she may lay her young;*
by the side of your altars, O Lord of hosts,
my King and my God.
Happy are they who dwell in your house!*|
they will always be praising you.
Happy are the people whose strength is in you!*|
whose hearts are set on the pilgrims way.
Those who go through the desolate valley|
will find it a place of springs,*
for the early rains have covered it with pools of water.
They will climb from height to height,*|
and the God of gods will reveal himself in Zion.
Lord God of hosts, hear my prayer;*|
hearken, O God of Jacob.
Behold our defender, O God;*|
and look upon the face of your anointed.
For one day in your courts|
is better than a thousand in my own room,*
and to stand at the threshold of the house of my God
than to dwell in the tents of the wicked.
For the Lord God is both sun and shield;*|
he will give grace and glory;
No good thing will the Lord withhold*|
from those who walk with integrity.
O Lord of hosts,*|
happy are they who put their trust in you!
sustain us in this vale of tears
with the vision of your grace and glory;
that as we journey towards your presence
we may go from strength to strength
in the power of Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen.
You have been gracious to your land, O Lord,*|
you have restored the good fortune of Jacob.
You have forgiven the iniquity of your people*|
and blotted out all their sins.
You have withdrawn all your fury*|
and turned yourself from your wrathful indignation.
Restore us then, O God our Saviour;*|
let your anger depart from us.
Will you be displeased with us for ever?*|
will you prolong your anger from age to age?
Will you not give us life again,*|
that your people may rejoice in you?
Show us your mercy, O Lord,*|
and grant us your salvation.
I will listen to what the Lord God is saying,*|
for he is speaking peace to his faithful people
and to those who turn their hearts to him.
Truly, his salvation is very near to those who fear him,*|
that his glory may dwell in our land.
Mercy and truth have met together;*|
righteousness and peace have kissed each other.
Truth shall spring up from the earth,*|
and righteousness shall look down from heaven.
The Lord will indeed grant prosperity,*|
and our land will yield its increase.
Righteousness shall go before him,*|
and peace shall be a pathway for his feet.
Be gracious to us, Lord our God,|
and restore us to fullness of life with you;
that mercy and truth may be our guide
and peace be a pathway for our feet;
through our Saviour, Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen.
Bow down your ear, O Lord, and answer me,*|
for I am poor and in misery.
Keep watch over my life, for I am faithful;*|
save your servant who trusts in you.
Be merciful to me, O Lord, for you are my God;*|
I call upon you all the day long.
Gladden the soul of your servant,*|
for to you, O Lord, I lift up my soul.
For you, O Lord, are good and forgiving,*|
and great is your love towards all who call upon you.
Give ear, O Lord, to my prayer,*|
and attend to the voice of my supplications.
In the time of my trouble I will call upon you,*|
for you will answer me.
Among the gods there is none like you, O Lord,*|
nor anything like your works.
All nations you have made|
will come and worship you, O Lord,*
and glorify your name.
For you are great; you do wondrous things;*|
and you alone are God.
Teach me your way, O Lord,|
and I will walk in your truth;*
knit my heart to you that I may fear your name.
I will thank you, O Lord my God, with all my heart,*|
and glorify your name for evermore.
For great is your love towards me;*|
you have delivered me from the nethermost Pit.
The arrogant rise up against me, O God,|
and a violent band seeks my life;*
they have not set you before their eyes.
But you, O Lord, are gracious and full of compassion,*|
slow to anger and full of kindness and truth.
Turn to me and have mercy upon me;*|
give your strength to your servant;
and save the child of your handmaid.
Show me a sign of your favour,|
so that those who hate me may see it and be ashamed;*
because you, O Lord, have helped me and comforted me.
God of mercy, who in your great love|
drew your Son from the depths of the Pit:
bring your people from death to life,
that we may rejoice in your compassion
and praise you now and for ever. Amen.
On the holy mountain stands the city he has founded;*|
the Lord loves the gates of Zion
more than all the dwellings of Jacob.
Glorious things are spoken of you,*|
O city of our God.
I count Egypt and Babylon among those who know me;*|
behold Philistia, Tyre and Ethiopia:
in Zion were they born.
Of Zion it shall be said, Everyone was born in her,*|
and the Most High himself shall sustain her.
The Lord will record as he enrols the peoples,*|
These also were born there.
The singers and the dancers will say,*|
All my fresh springs are in you.
in the vision of your heavenly Jerusalem
you reveal among us the promise of your glory:
may that glory be ours
as we claim our citizenship in the kingdom
where you are alive and reign
one God, for ever and ever. Amen.
O Lord, my God, my Saviour,*|
by day and night I cry to you.
Let my prayer enter into your presence;*|
incline your ear to my lamentation.
For I am full of trouble;*|
my life is at the brink of the grave.
I am counted among those who go down to the Pit;*|
I have become like one who has no strength;
Lost among the dead,*|
like the slain who lie in the grave,
Whom you remember no more,*|
for they are cut off from your hand.
You have laid me in the depths of the Pit,*|
in dark places and in the abyss.
Your anger weighs upon me heavily,*|
and all your great waves overwhelm me.
You have put my friends far from me;|
you have made me to be abhorred by them;*
I am in prison and cannot get free.
My sight has failed me because of trouble;*|
Lord, I have called upon you daily;
I have stretched out my hands to you.
Do you work wonders for the dead?*|
will those who have died
stand up and give you thanks?
Will your loving-kindness be declared in the grave?*|
your faithfulness in the land of destruction?
Will your wonders be known in the dark?*|
or your righteousness in the country
where all is forgotten?
But as for me, O Lord, I cry to you for help;*|
in the morning my prayer comes before you.
Lord, why have you rejected me?*|
why have you hidden your face from me?
Ever since my youth,|
I have been wretched and at the point of death;*
I have borne your terrors with a troubled mind.
Your blazing anger has swept over me;*|
your terrors have destroyed me;
They surround me all day long like a flood;*|
they encompass me on every side.
My friend and my neighbour you have put away from me,*|
and darkness is my only companion.
In the depths of our isolation,|
we cry to you, Lord God;
give light in our darkness
and bring us out of the prison of our despair;
through Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen.