OREMUS: 20 December 2010
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Sun Dec 19 17:00:00 GMT 2010
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OREMUS for December 20
The Fourth Sunday of Advent
O Clavis David
Lord, open our lips,
and our mouth shall proclaim your praise.
Blessed are you, O Key of David,
scepter of the house of Israel,
you open and none can shut,
you shut and none can open.
You come to release those who are imprisoned
by darkness and the shadow of death
and lead your captive people into freedom.
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.
Bless the Lord, O my soul;*
O Lord my God, how excellent is your greatness!
you are clothed with majesty and splendour.
You wrap yourself with light as with a cloak*
and spread out the heavens like a curtain.
You lay the beams of your chambers
in the waters above;*
you make the clouds your chariot;
you ride on the wings of the wind.
You make the winds your messengers*
and flames of fire your servants.
You have set the earth upon its foundations,*
so that it never shall move at any time.
You covered it with the deep as with a mantle;*
the waters stood higher than the mountains.
At your rebuke they fled;*
at the voice of your thunder they hastened away.
They went up into the hills
and down to the valleys beneath,*
to the places you had appointed for them.
You set the limits that they should not pass;*
they shall not again cover the earth.
You send the springs into the valleys;*
they flow between the mountains.
All the beasts of the field drink their fill from them,*
and the wild asses quench their thirst.
Beside them the birds of the air make their nests*
and sing among the branches.
You water the mountains from your dwelling on high;*
the earth is fully satisfied by the fruit of your works.
You make grass grow for flocks and herds*
and plants to serve us all;
That they may bring forth food from the earth,*
and wine to gladden our hearts,
Oil to make a cheerful countenance,*
and bread to strengthen the heart.
The trees of the Lord are full of sap,*
the cedars of Lebanon which he planted,
In which the birds build their nests,*
and in whose tops the stork makes his dwelling.
The high hills are a refuge for the mountain goats,*
and the stony cliffs for the rock badgers.
You appointed the moon to mark the seasons,*
and the sun knows the time of its setting.
You make darkness that it may be night,*
in which all the beasts of the forest prowl.
The lions roar after their prey*
and seek their food from God.
The sun rises and they slip away*
and lay themselves down in their dens.
The labourer goes forth to work*
and to toil until the evening.
O Lord, how manifold are your works!*
in wisdom you have made them all;
the earth is full of your creatures.
Yonder is the great and wide sea
with its living things too many to number,*
creatures both small and great.
There move the ships,
and there is that Leviathan,*
which you have made for the sport of it.
All of them look to you*
to give them their food in due season.
You give it to them, they gather it;*
you open your hand and they are filled with good things.
You hide your face and they are terrified;*
you take away their breath
and they die and return to their dust.
You send forth your Spirit and they are created;*
and so you renew the face of the earth.
May the glory of the Lord endure for ever;*
may the Lord rejoice in all his works.
He looks at the earth and it trembles;*
he touches the mountains and they smoke.
I will sing to the Lord as long as I live;*
I will praise my God while I have my being.
May these words of mine please him;*
I will rejoice in the Lord.
Let sinners be consumed out of the earth,*
and the wicked be no more.
Bless the Lord, O my soul.*
FIRST READING [Isaiah 41:1-10]:
Listen to me in silence, O coastlands;
let the peoples renew their strength;
let them approach, then let them speak;
let us together draw near for judgement.
Who has roused a victor from the east,
summoned him to his service?
He delivers up nations to him,
and tramples kings under foot;
he makes them like dust with his sword,
like driven stubble with his bow.
He pursues them and passes on safely,
scarcely touching the path with his feet.
Who has performed and done this,
calling the generations from the beginning?
I, the Lord, am first,
and will be with the last.
The coastlands have seen and are afraid,
the ends of the earth tremble;
they have drawn near and come.
Each one helps the other,
saying to one another, 'Take courage!'
The artisan encourages the goldsmith,
and the one who smooths with the hammer encourages the one who strikes the anvil,
saying of the soldering, 'It is good';
and they fasten it with nails so that it cannot be moved.
But you, Israel, my servant,
Jacob, whom I have chosen,
the offspring of Abraham, my friend;
you whom I took from the ends of the earth,
and called from its farthest corners,
saying to you, 'You are my servant,
I have chosen you and not cast you off ';
do not fear, for I am with you,
do not be afraid, for I am your God;
I will strengthen you, I will help you,
I will uphold you with my victorious right hand.
Words: Piae cantiones, 1582; trans. John Mason Neale (1818-1866)
Tune: Angelus emittitur
Gabriel's message does away
Satan's curse and Satan's sway,
out of darkness brings our Day:
all the gates of heaven unfold.
He that comes despised shall reign;
he that cannot die, be slain;
death by death its death shall gain: Refrain
Weakness shall the strong confound;
by the hands, in grave clothes wound,
Adam's chains shall be unbound. Refrain
By the sword that was his own,
by that sword, and that alone,
shall Goliath be o'erthrown: Refrain
Art by art shall be assailed;
to the cross shall Life be nailed;
from the grave shall hope be hailed: Refrain
SECOND READING [Revelation 8:113]:
When the Lamb opened the seventh seal, there was silence in heaven for about half an hour. And I saw the seven angels who stand before God, and seven trumpets were given to them.
Another angel with a golden censer came and stood at the altar; he was given a great quantity of incense to offer with the prayers of all the saints on the golden altar that is before the throne. And the smoke of the incense, with the prayers of the saints, rose before God from the hand of the angel. Then the angel took the censer and filled it with fire from the altar and threw it on the earth; and there were peals of thunder, rumblings, flashes of lightning, and an earthquake.
Now the seven angels who had the seven trumpets made ready to blow them.
The first angel blew his trumpet, and there came hail and fire, mixed with blood, and they were hurled to the earth; and a third of the earth was burned up, and a third of the trees were burned up, and all green grass was burned up.
The second angel blew his trumpet, and something like a great mountain, burning with fire, was thrown into the sea. A third of the sea became blood, a third of the living creatures in the sea died, and a third of the ships were destroyed.
The third angel blew his trumpet, and a great star fell from heaven, blazing like a torch, and it fell on a third of the rivers and on the springs of water. The name of the star is Wormwood. A third of the waters became wormwood, and many died from the water, because it was made bitter.
The fourth angel blew his trumpet, and a third of the sun was struck, and a third of the moon, and a third of the stars, so that a third of their light was darkened; a third of the day was kept from shining, and likewise the night.
Then I looked, and I heard an eagle crying with a loud voice as it flew in mid-heaven, 'Woe, woe, woe to the inhabitants of the earth, at the blasts of the other trumpets that the three angels are about to blow!'
The Benedictus (Morning),
the Magnificat (Evening), or Nunc dimittis (Night) may follow.
until your heart
could break no more
so you came to us . . .
in a stable
where no one noticed you;
by a well
where you welcomed the outsider;
on a hillside
where you fed hungry souls;
on a cross
when you died for us
you came to us.
we wait, we yearn.
come, Lord Jesus,
that we might rejoice
O God, Father of the poor and lowly,
you have called all people to share the peace and joy of your kingdom:
Show us your kindness and grant us hearts pure and generous,
that we may prepare the way for the Savior who is coming,
your Son, our Lord Jesus Christ,
who lives and reigns with you in the unity of the Holy Spirit,
one God, forever and ever. Amen.
Awaiting his coming in glory,
let us pray as our Savior has taught us:
- The Lord's Prayer
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O come, thou Key of David, come,
and open wide our heavenly home;
make safe the way that leads on high,
and close the path to misery.
Rejoice! Rejoice! Emmanuel
shall come to thee, O Israel!
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 of thanksgiving is based on the antiphon O Clavis David.
The prayer is (c) Thom M. Shuman and is used with permission.
The collect is from _Uniting in Worship_, The Uniting Church in
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