OREMUS: 13 February 2010
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OREMUS for Saturday, February 13, 2010
Absalom Jones, Priest, 1818
Lord, open our lips,
and our mouth shall proclaim your praise.
Blessed are you, O God,
through Jesus Christ, our Good Shepherd.
In the waters of baptism you give us new birth,
at your table you nourish us with heavenly food,
and in your goodness and mercy
you guide us beyond the terrors of evil and death
to your Father's home to dwell in eternal light.
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.
Save me, O God,*
for the waters have risen up to my neck.
I am sinking in deep mire,*
and there is no firm ground for my feet.
I have come into deep waters,*
and the torrent washes over me.
I have grown weary with my crying;
my throat is inflamed;*
my eyes have failed from looking for my God.
Those who hate me without a cause
are more than the hairs of my head;
my lying foes who would destroy me are mighty.*
Must I then give back what I never stole?
O God, you know my foolishness,*
and my faults are not hidden from you.
Let not those who hope in you
be put to shame through me, Lord God of hosts;*
let not those who seek you be disgraced because of me,
O God of Israel.
Surely, for your sake have I suffered reproach,*
and shame has covered my face.
I have become a stranger to my own kindred,*
an alien to my mother's children.
Zeal for your house has eaten me up;*
the scorn of those who scorn you has fallen upon me.
I humbled myself with fasting,*
but that was turned to my reproach.
I put on sackcloth also,*
and became a byword among them.
Those who sit at the gate murmur against me,*
and the drunkards make songs about me.
But as for me, this is my prayer to you,*
at the time you have set, O Lord:
'In your great mercy, O God,*
answer me with your unfailing help.
'Save me from the mire; do not let me sink;*
let me be rescued from those who hate me
and out of the deep waters.
'Let not the torrent of waters wash over me,
neither let the deep swallow me up;*
do not let the Pit shut its mouth upon me.
'Answer me, O Lord, for your love is kind;*
in your great compassion, turn to me.
'Hide not your face from your servant;*
be swift and answer me, for I am in distress.
'Draw near to me and redeem me;*
because of my enemies deliver me.
'You know my reproach, my shame and my dishonour;*
my adversaries are all in your sight.'
Reproach has broken my heart and it cannot be healed;*
I looked for sympathy, but there was none,
for comforters, but I could find no one.
They gave me gall to eat,*
and when I was thirsty, they gave me vinegar to drink.
As for me, I am afflicted and in pain;*
your help, O God, will lift me up on high.
I will praise the name of God in song;*
I will proclaim his greatness with thanksgiving.
This will please the Lord more than an offering of oxen,*
more than bullocks with horns and hoofs.
The afflicted shall see and be glad;*
you who seek God, your heart shall live.
For the Lord listens to the needy,*
and his prisoners he does not despise.
Let the heavens and the earth praise him,*
the seas and all that moves in them;
For God will save Zion and rebuild the cities of Judah;*
they shall live there and have it in possession.
The children of his servants will inherit it,*
and those who love his name will dwell therein.
Be pleased, O God, to deliver me;*
O Lord, make haste to help me.
Let those who seek my life
be ashamed and altogether dismayed;*
let those who take pleasure in my misfortune
draw back and be disgraced.
Let those who say to me 'Aha!'
and gloat over me turn back,*
because they are ashamed.
Let all who seek you rejoice and be glad in you;*
let those who love your salvation say for ever,
'Great is the Lord!'
But as for me, I am poor and needy;*
come to me speedily, O God.
You are my helper and my deliverer;*
O Lord, do not tarry.
FIRST READING [Gen. 13:2, 5-18]:
Now Abram was very rich in livestock, in silver, and in gold. Now Lot, who went with Abram, also had flocks and herds and tents, so that the land could not support both of them living together; for their possessions were so great that they could not live together, and there was strife between the herders of Abram's livestock and the herders of Lot's livestock. At that time the Canaanites and the Perizzites lived in the land.
Then Abram said to Lot, 'Let there be no strife between you and me, and between your herders and my herders; for we are kindred. Is not the whole land before you? Separate yourself from me. If you take the left hand, then I will go to the right; or if you take the right hand, then I will go to the left.' Lot looked about him, and saw that the plain of the Jordan was well watered everywhere like the garden of the Lord, like the land of Egypt, in the direction of Zoar; this was before the Lord had destroyed Sodom and Gomorrah. So Lot chose for himself all the plain of the Jordan, and Lot journeyed eastwards; thus they separated from each other. Abram settled in the land of Canaan, while Lot settled among the cities of the Plain and moved his tent as far as Sodom. Now the people of Sodom were wicked, great sinners against the Lord.
The Lord said to Abram, after Lot had separated from him, 'Raise your eyes now, and look from the place where you are, northwards and southwards and eastwards and westwards; for all the land that you see I will give to you and to your offspring for ever. I will make your offspring like the dust of the earth; so that if one can count the dust of the earth, your offspring also can be counted. Rise up, walk through the length and the breadth of the land, for I will give it to you.' So Abram moved his tent, and came and settled by the oaks of Mamre, which are at Hebron; and there he built an altar to the Lord.
Words: James Johnson, 1899
Tune: Lift Every Voice & Sing
Lift every voice and sing, till earth and Heaven ring,
Ring with the harmonies of liberty;
Let our rejoicing rise, high as the listening skies,
Let it resound loud as the rolling sea.
Sing a song full of the faith that the dark past has taught us,
Sing a song full of the hope that the present has brought us;
Facing the rising sun of our new day begun,
Let us march on till victory is won.
Stony the road we trod, bitter the chastening rod,
Felt in the days when hope unborn had died;
Yet with a steady beat, have not our weary feet,
Come to the place for which our fathers sighed?
We have come over a way that with tears has been watered,
We have come, treading our path through the blood of the slaughtered;
Out from the gloomy past, till now we stand at last
Where the white gleam of our bright star is cast.
God of our weary years, God of our silent tears,
Thou Who hast brought us thus far on the way;
Thou Who hast by Thy might, led us into the light,
Keep us forever in the path, we pray.
Lest our feet stray from the places, our God, where we met Thee.
Lest our hearts, drunk with the wine of the world, we forget Thee.
Shadowed beneath Thy hand, may we forever stand,
True to our God, true to our native land.
SECOND READING [Gal. 5:13-end]:
For you were called to freedom, brothers and sisters; only do not use your freedom as an opportunity for self-indulgence, but through love become slaves to one another. For the whole law is summed up in a single commandment, You shall love your neighbour as yourself. If, however, you bite and devour one another, take care that you are not consumed by one another.
Live by the Spirit, I say, and do not gratify the desires of the flesh. For what the flesh desires is opposed to the Spirit, and what the Spirit desires is opposed to the flesh; for these are opposed to each other, to prevent you from doing what you want. But if you are led by the Spirit, you are not subject to the law. Now the works of the flesh are obvious: fornication, impurity, licentiousness, idolatry, sorcery, enmities, strife, jealousy, anger, quarrels, dissensions, factions, envy, drunkenness, carousing, and things like these. I am warning you, as I warned you before: those who do such things will not inherit the kingdom of God.
By contrast, the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, generosity, faithfulness, gentleness, and self-control. There is no law against such things. And those who belong to Christ Jesus have crucified the flesh with its passions and desires. If we live by the Spirit, let us also be guided by the Spirit. Let us not become conceited, competing against one another, envying one another.
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:
you have called us into the fellowship of your dear Son:
Draw into closer unity
the people of all races in this and every land,
that in fellowship with you
they may understand and help one another,
and that, serving you, they may find their perfect freedom;
through Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen.
Set us free, heavenly Father,
from every bond of prejudice and fear;
that, honoring the steadfast courage
of your servant Absalom Jones,
we may show forth in our lives
the reconciling love and true freedom of the children of God,
which you have given us in your Son our Savior Jesus Christ;
who lives and reigns with you and 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
The God of love who calls us,
guide us this day and always:
his might uphold us,
his love enfold us,
his peace empower us;
in Jesus' Name. Amen.
The psalms are from _Celebrating Common Prayer_ (Mowbray), (c) The Society of Saint Francis 1992, which is used with permission.
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.
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