OREMUS: 4 February 2006
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OREMUS for Saturday, February 4, 2006
Gilbert of Sempringham, Founder of the Gilbertine Order, 1189
O Lord, open our lips.
And our mouth shall proclaim your praise.
Blessed are you, O God of all the prophets,
you knew us and chose us
before you formed us in the womb.
You fill us with faith that speaks your word,
hope that does not disappoint,
and love that bears all things for your sake,
until that day when we shall know you fully,
even as we are known by you.
For these and all your mercies, we praise you:
Father, Son, and Holy Spirit,
Blessed be God for ever!
An opening canticle may be sung.
Happy are they who have not walked
in the counsel of the wicked,*
nor lingered in the way of sinners,
nor sat in the seats of the scornful!
Their delight is in the law of the Lord,*
and they meditate on his law day and night.
They are like trees planted by streams of water,
bearing fruit in due season,
with leaves that do not wither;*
everything they do shall prosper.
It is not so with the wicked:*
they are like chaff which the wind blows away;
Therefore the wicked shall not stand upright
when judgement comes,*
nor the sinner in the council of the righteous.
For the Lord knows the way of the righteous,*
but the way of the wicked is doomed.
Lord, how many adversaries I have!*
how many there are who rise up against me!
How many there are who say of me,*
'There is no help for him in his God.'
But you, O Lord, are a shield about me;*
you are my glory, the one who lifts up my head.
I call aloud upon the Lord*
and he answers me from his holy hill;
I lie down and go to sleep;*
I wake again, because the Lord sustains me.
I do not fear the multitudes of people*
who set themselves against me all around.
Rise up, O Lord; set me free, O my God;*
surely, you will strike all my enemies across the face,
you will break the teeth of the wicked.
Deliverance belongs to the Lord.*
Your blessing be upon your people!
Answer me when I call, O God, defender of my cause;*
you set me free when I am hard-pressed;
have mercy on me and hear my prayer.
'You mortals, how long will you dishonour my glory;*
how long will you worship dumb idols
and run after false gods?'
Know that the Lord does wonders for the faithful;*
when I call upon the Lord, he will hear me.
Tremble, then, and do not sin;*
speak to your heart in silence upon your bed.
Offer the appointed sacrifices*
and put your trust in the Lord.
Many are saying,
'O that we might see better times!'*
Lift up the light of your countenance upon us, O Lord.
You have put gladness in my heart,*
more than when grain and wine and oil increase.
I lie down in peace; at once I fall asleep;*
for only you, Lord, make me dwell in safety.
A Song of God's Assembled (Hebrews 12:22-24a,28-29)
We have come before God's holy mountain,
to the heavenly Jerusalem, the city of the living God.
We have come before countless angels making festival,
before the assembly of the firstborn citizens of heaven.
We have come before God, who is judge of all,
before the spirits of the just made perfect.
We have come before Jesus,
the mediator of the new covenant.
We are receiving a kingdom that cannot be shaken:
so let us give thanks and offer to God acceptable worship,
full of reverence and awe;
for our God is a consuming fire.
Sing to the Lord a new song;*
sing his praise in the congregation of the faithful.
Let Israel rejoice in his maker;*
let the children of Zion be joyful in their king.
Let them praise his name in the dance;*
let them sing praise to him with timbrel and harp.
For the Lord takes pleasure in his people*
and adorns the poor with victory.
Let the faithful rejoice in triumph;*
let them be joyful on their beds.
Let the praises of God be in their throat*
and a two-edged sword in their hand;
To wreak vengeance on the nations*
and punishment on the peoples;
To bind their kings in chains*
and their nobles with links of iron;
To inflict on them the judgement decreed;*
this is glory for all his faithful people.
READING [Isaiah 46:1-13]:
Bel bows down, Nebo stoops,
their idols are on beasts and cattle;
these things you carry are loaded
as burdens on weary animals.
They stoop, they bow down together;
they cannot save the burden,
but themselves go into captivity.
Listen to me, O house of Jacob,
all the remnant of the house of Israel,
who have been borne by me from your birth,
carried from the womb;
even to your old age I am he,
even when you turn grey I will carry you.
I have made, and I will bear;
I will carry and will save.
To whom will you liken me and make me equal,
and compare me, as though we were alike?
Those who lavish gold from the purse,
and weigh out silver in the scales
they hire a goldsmith, who makes it into a god;
then they fall down and worship!
They lift it to their shoulders, they carry it,
they set it in its place, and it stands there;
it cannot move from its place.
If one cries out to it, it does not answer
or save anyone from trouble.
Remember this and consider,
recall it to mind, you transgressors,
remember the former things of old;
for I am God, and there is no other;
I am God, and there is no one like me,
declaring the end from the beginning
and from ancient times things not yet done,
saying, 'My purpose shall stand,
and I will fulfil my intention',
calling a bird of prey from the east,
the man for my purpose from a far country.
I have spoken, and I will bring it to pass;
I have planned, and I will do it.
Listen to me, you stubborn of heart,
you who are far from deliverance:
I bring near my deliverance, it is not far off,
and my salvation will not tarry;
I will put salvation in Zion,
for Israel my glory.
For another Biblical reading,
Words: John Greenleaf Whittier, 1872
Tune: Repton, Rest
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Dear Lord and Father of mankind,
forgive our foolish ways!
Re-clothe us in our rightful mind,
in purer lives thy service find,
in deeper reverence, praise;
in deeper reverence, praise.
In simple trust like theirs who heard,
beside the Syrian sea,
the gracious calling of the Lord,
let us, like them, without a word,
rise up and follow thee;
rise up and follow thee.
O Sabbath rest by Galilee!
O calm of hills above,
where Jesus knelt to share with thee
the silence of eternity
interpreted by love!
interpreted by love!
Drop thy still dews of quietness,
till all our strivings cease;
take from our souls the strain and stress,
and let our ordered lives confess
the beauty of thy peace;
the beauty of thy peace.
Breathe through the heats of our desire
thy coolness and thy balm;
let sense be dumb, let flesh retire;
speak through the earthquake, wind, and fire,
O still, small voice of calm;
O still, small voice of calm.
The Benedictus (Morning), the
Magnificat (Evening), or
Nunc dimittis (Night) may follow.
God of all time,
we bless you for the gift of this day
and for our hope in Christ Jesus.
In the midst of all that demands our attention,
free us to love you with all our hearts
and to love the world with your mercy and justice.
Let our love be genuine:
Let our affections be tempered with holiness:
Let our desires be shaped by the vision
of a new heaven and a new earth:
Let our actions reflect the balance of love
for your reign in all things:
Let our perceptions and feelings be ordered
by the hope we have in Christ:
We remember your Church, especially the Diocese of
the Armed Forces and Micronesia, USA,
The Rt Revd George Elden Packard, Bishop.
O Christ, our fountain of living water,
welling up to eternal life:
as by your obedience many were made righteous,
so may we delight in your commandments
and flourish in your way;
who live and reign, now and for ever. Amen.
whose blessed Son became poor
that we through his poverty might be rich:
Deliver us from an inordinate love of this world,
that we, inspired by the devotion of your servant Gilbert,
may serve you with singleness of heart,
and attain to the riches of the age to come;
through Jesus Christ our Lord,
who lives and reigns with you,
in the unity of the Holy Spirit,
one God, now and for ever. Amen.
Rejoicing in the presence of God here among us,
let us pray in faith and trust:
- The Lord's Prayer
Open our imaginations to new dimensions of your love,
and heal us of all that severs us from you and one another;
through Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen.
The psalms and the invitation to the Lord's Prayer are from _Celebrating
Common Prayer_ (Mowbray), (c) The Society of Saint Francis
1992, which is used with permission.
The canticle is from _Common Worship: Daily Prayer, Preliminary
Edition_, copyright (c) The Archbishops' Council, 2002.
The biblical passage is from The New Revised Standard Version (Anglicized
Edition), copyright (c) 1989, 1995 by the Division of Christian Education
of the National Council of the Churches of Christ in the USA. Used by
permission. All rights reserved.
The opening prayer of thanksgiving and the closing sentence are adapted from
prayers reprinted from _Revised Common Lectionary Prayers_,
copyright (c) 2002 Consultation on Common Texts.
The intercession is adapted from a prayer reprinted from _THE DAILY
OFFICE: A Book of Hours of Daily Prayer after the Use of the Order of Saint
Luke_, (c) 1997 by The Order of Saint Luke. Used by permission.
The collect is from The Book of Common Prayer According to the Use
of The Episcopal Church_.
Born in 1083 in Sempringham, the son of the squire, Gilbert became the parish
priest in 1131. He encouraged the vocation of seven women of the town and
formed them into a company of lay sisters. A group of lay brothers also came
into being and they all kept the Benedictine Rule. Gilbert was unsuccessful in
his bid to obtain pastoral guidance from C teaux for the incipient
and they came under the ambit of Augustinian canons, Gilbert himself
becoming the Master. At Gilbert's death in 1189, aged 106, there were nine
double monasteries in England and four of male canons only. It was the only
purely English monastic foundation before the Dissolution of the Monasteries
in the sixteenth century. [Exciting Holiness]
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