OREMUS: 7 November 2009
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Fri Nov 6 22:09:51 GMT 2009
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OREMUS for Saturday, November 7, 2009
Willibrord of York, Bishop, Apostle of Frisia, 739
Lord, open our lips,
and our mouth shall proclaim your praise.
Blessed are you, O God.
We praise you for creating this world in all beauty,
for redeeming the world through Christ, our Lord,
and for sending us the gift of your Spirit
to encourage, instruct, and sustain us.
We long for your Spirit to work among us now,
to inspire our praise, to challenge us with your truth,
and to equip us for service in your world.
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.
Fight those who fight me, O Lord;*
attack those who are attacking me.
Take up shield and armour*
and rise up to help me.
Draw the sword and bar the way
against those who pursue me;*
say to my soul, 'I am your salvation.'
Let those who seek after my life be shamed and humbled;*
let those who plot my ruin fall back and be dismayed.
Then I will be joyful in the Lord;*
I will glory in his victory.
My very bones will say, 'Lord, who is like you?*
You deliver the poor
from those who are too strong for them,
the poor and needy from those who rob them.'
Malicious witnesses rise up against me;*
they charge me with matters I know nothing about.
They pay me evil in exchange for good;*
my soul is full of despair.
But when they were sick I dressed in sackcloth*
and humbled myself by fasting;
I prayed with my whole heart,
as one would for a friend or a brother;*
I behaved like one who mourns for his mother,
bowed down and grieving.
But when I stumbled,
they were glad and gathered together;
they gathered against me;*
strangers whom I did not know
tore me to pieces and would not stop.
They put me to the test and mocked me;*
they gnashed at me with their teeth.
O Lord, how long will you look on?*
rescue me from the roaring beasts,
and my life from the young lions.
I will give you thanks in the great congregation;*
I will praise you in the mighty throng.
Do not let my treacherous foes rejoice over me,*
nor let those who hate me without a cause
wink at each other.
For they do not plan for peace,*
but invent deceitful schemes
against the quiet in the land.
They opened their mouths at me and said,*
'Aha! we saw it with our own eyes.'
You saw it, O Lord; do not be silent;*
O Lord, be not far from me.
Awake, arise, to my cause!*
to my defence, my God and my Lord!
Give me justice, O Lord my God,
according to your righteousness;*
do not let them triumph over me.
Do not let them say in their hearts,
'Aha! just what we want!'*
Do not let them say, 'We have swallowed him up.'
Let all who rejoice at my ruin be ashamed and disgraced;*
let those who boast against me
be clothed with dismay and shame.
Let those who favour my cause
sing out with joy and be glad;*
let them say always, 'Great is the Lord,
who desires the prosperity of his servant.'
And my tongue shall be talking of your righteousness*
and of your praise all the day long.
Psalm 36 [CCP]
There is a voice of rebellion deep in the heart of the wicked;*
there is no fear of God before their eyes.
They flatter themselves in their own eyes*
that their hateful sin will not be found out.
The words of their mouths are wicked and deceitful;*
they have left off acting wisely and doing good.
They think up wickedness upon their beds
and have set themselves in no good way;*
they do not abhor that which is evil.
Your love, O Lord, reaches to the heavens,*
and your faithfulness to the clouds.
Your righteousness is like the strong mountains,
your justice like the great deep;*
you save both human and beast, O Lord.
How priceless is your love, O God!*
your people take refuge under the shadow of your wings.
They feast upon the abundance of your house;*
you give them drink from the river of your delights.
For with you is the well of life,*
and in your light we see light.
Continue your lovingkindness to those who know you,*
and your favour to those who are true of heart.
Let not the foot of the proud come near me,*
nor the hand of the wicked push me aside.
See how they are fallen, those who work wickedness!*
they are cast down and shall not be able to rise.
FIRST READING [Ecclesiastes 12]:
Remember your creator in the days of your youth, before the days of trouble come, and the years draw near when you will say, I have no pleasure in them; before the sun and the light and the moon and the stars are darkened and the clouds return with the rain; on the day when the guards of the house tremble, and the strong men are bent, and the women who grind cease working because they are few, and those who look through the windows see dimly; when the doors on the street are shut, and the sound of the grinding is low, and one rises up at the sound of a bird, and all the daughters of song are brought low; when one is afraid of heights, and terrors are in the road; the almond tree blossoms, the grasshopper drags itself along and desire fails; because all must go to their eternal home, and the mourners will go about the streets; before the silver cord is snapped, and the golden bowl is broken, and the pitcher is broken at the fountain, and the wheel broken at the cistern, and the dust returns to the earth as it was, and the breath returns to God who gave it. Vanity of vanities, says the Teacher; all is vanity.
Besides being wise, the Teacher also taught the people knowledge, weighing and studying and arranging many proverbs. The Teacher sought to find pleasing words, and he wrote words of truth plainly.
The sayings of the wise are like goads, and like nails firmly fixed are the collected sayings that are given by one shepherd. Of anything beyond these, my child, beware. Of making many books there is no end, and much study is a weariness of the flesh.
The end of the matter; all has been heard. Fear God, and keep his commandments; for that is the whole duty of everyone. For God will bring every deed into judgement, including every secret thing, whether good or evil.
Words: Michael Bruce (1746-1767)
Almighty Father of mankind,
On Thee my hopes remain;
And when the day of trouble comes,
I shall not trust in vain.
In early days Thou wast my guide,
And of my youth the Friend:
And as my days began with Thee,
With Thee my days shall end.
I know the power in whom I trust,
The arm on which I lean;
He will my Saviour ever be,
Who has my Saviour been.
My God, who causedst me to hope,
When life began to beat,
And when a stranger in the world,
Didst guide my wandering feet;
Thou wilt not cast me off when age
And evil days descend!
Thou wilt not leave me in despair,
To mourn my latter end.
Therefore in life I'll trust to Thee,
In death I will adore,
And after death I'll sing Thy praise,
When time shall be no more.
SECOND READING [2 Timothy 4:9-end]:
Do your best to come to me soon, for Demas, in love with this present world, has deserted me and gone to Thessalonica; Crescens has gone to Galatia, Titus to Dalmatia. Only Luke is with me. Get Mark and bring him with you, for he is useful in my ministry. I have sent Tychicus to Ephesus. When you come, bring the cloak that I left with Carpus at Troas, also the books, and above all the parchments. Alexander the coppersmith did me great harm; the Lord will pay him back for his deeds. You also must beware of him, for he strongly opposed our message.
At my first defence no one came to my support, but all deserted me. May it not be counted against them! But the Lord stood by me and gave me strength, so that through me the message might be fully proclaimed and all the Gentiles might hear it. So I was rescued from the lions mouth. The Lord will rescue me from every evil attack and save me for his heavenly kingdom. To him be the glory for ever and ever. Amen.
Greet Prisca and Aquila, and the household of Onesiphorus. Erastus remained in Corinth; Trophimus I left ill in Miletus. Do your best to come before winter. Eubulus sends greetings to you, as do Pudens and Linus and Claudia and all the brothers and sisters.
The Lord be with your spirit. Grace be with you.
The Benedictus (Morning),
the Magnificat (Evening), or
Nunc dimittis (Night) may follow.
Great and wonderful God, we praise and thank you for the
gift of renewal in Jesus Christ. Especially we thank you
opportunities for rest and recreation...
(We thank you, Lord.)
the regenerating gifts of the Holy Spirit...
activities shared by young and old...
fun and laughter...
every service that proclaims your love...
You make all things new, O God, and we offer our prayers
for the renewal of the whole world and the healing of its
wounds. Especially we pray for
those who have no leisure...
(Lord, hear our prayer.)
people enslaved by addictions...
those who entertain and enlighten...
those confronted with temptation...
the church in North America...
God of our salvation,
come quickly to free the poor from their oppressors,
and establish your reign of justice on earth,
that your people may sing out with joy;
through Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen.
God, the Saviour of all,
you sent your bishop Willibrord from this land
to proclaim the good news to many peoples
and confirm them in their faith:
help us also to witness to your steadfast love
by word and deed
so that your Church may increase
and grow strong in holiness;
through Jesus Christ your Son our Lord,
who is alive and reigns with you,
in the unity of the Holy Spirit,
one God, now and for ever.Amen.
Gathering our prayers and praises into one,
let us pray as our Savior has taught us.
- The Lord's Prayer
To Jesus Christ, who loves us
and freed us from our sins by his blood
and made us to be a kingdom,
priests serving his God and Father,
to him be glory and dominion forever and ever. Amen.
The psalms 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 is adapted from a prayer in _The Worship Sourcebook_, (c) 2004, CRC Publications. Used with permission. The closing prayer is Revelation 1:5-6, NRSV
Willibrord, first Archbishop of Utrecht, is one of the missionaries sent out by the
Anglo-Saxon Christians about a century after they had themselves been Christianized by missionaries in the south and east of England from Rome and the Continent, and in the north and west from the Celtic peoples of Scotland, Ireland, and Wales.
Our information about Willibrord comes to us from the Venerable Bede (History of the English Church and People) and from a biography by his younger kinsman Alcuin, Minister of Education under the Emperor Charlemagne. Willibrord was born in Northumbria in England about 658, and studied in France and Ireland. In 690 he set out with 12 companions to preach to the pagans of Frisia (a region roughly coextensive with the province of Friesland in the Netherlands, including some adjacent territories and the Frisian islands in the North Sea). His work was interrupted several times by wars, and he left for a while to preach to the Danes instead. He died 7 November 739. [James Kiefer]
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