OREMUS: 14 February 2010
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OREMUS for Sunday, February 14, 2010
The Last Sunday after Epiphany
Lord, open our lips,
and our mouth shall proclaim your praise.
Blessed are you, God of majesty,
you brought light out of darkness
and set the sun to brighten the day.
We thank you for your Son, Jesus Christ, our Lord,
whose human body was transfigured on a lonely mountain.
In his face, we have glimpsed your glory.
In his life, we see your love.
You lead us by the light of your truth
into the way of righteousness and peace.
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.
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.
Psalm 74 [CCP]
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 dwellingplace of your name
and razed it to the ground.
They said to themselves, 'Let us destroy them altogether.'*
They burned down all the meetingplaces 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 everflowing 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.
FIRST READING [Exodus 3:1-6]:
Moses was keeping the flock of his father-in-law Jethro, the priest of Midian; he led his flock beyond the wilderness, and came to Horeb, the mountain of God. There the angel of the Lord appeared to him in a flame of fire out of a bush; he looked, and the bush was blazing, yet it was not consumed. Then Moses said, 'I must turn aside and look at this great sight, and see why the bush is not burned up.' When the Lord saw that he had turned aside to see, God called to him out of the bush, 'Moses, Moses!' And he said, 'Here I am.' Then he said, 'Come no closer! Remove the sandals from your feet, for the place on which you are standing is holy ground.' He said further, 'I am the God of your father, the God of Abraham, the God of Isaac, and the God of Jacob.' And Moses hid his face, for he was afraid to look at God.
Words: Isaac Watts (1674-1748)
Tune: Breslau, Brockham, Deus tuorum militum, Warrington
God is a name my soul adores,
The almighty three, the eternal one;
Nature and grace with all their powers
Confess the infinite unknown.
Thy voice produced the sea and spheres,
Bade the waves roar, the planets shine;
But nothing like thyself appears
Through all these spacious works of thine.
Still restless nature dies and grows;
>From change to change the creatures run:
Thy being no succession knows,
And all thy vast designs are one.
A glance of thine runs through the globe,
Rules the bright worlds and moves their frame;
Of light thou form'st thy dazzling robe,
Thy ministers are living flame.
How shall polluted mortals dare
To sing thy glory or thy grace?
Beneath thy feet we lie afar,
And see but shadows of thy face.
Who can behold the blazing light?
Who can approach consuming flame?
None but thy wisdom knows thy might,
None but thy word can speak thy name.
SECOND READING [John 12.27-36a]:
Jesus said, 'Now my soul is troubled. And what should I sayFather, save me from this hour? No, it is for this reason that I have come to this hour. Father, glorify your name.' Then a voice came from heaven, 'I have glorified it, and I will glorify it again.' The crowd standing there heard it and said that it was thunder. Others said, 'An angel has spoken to him.' Jesus answered, 'This voice has come for your sake, not for mine. Now is the judgement of this world; now the ruler of this world will be driven out. And I, when I am lifted up from the earth, will draw all people to myself.' He said this to indicate the kind of death he was to die. The crowd answered him, 'We have heard from the law that the Messiah remains for ever. How can you say that the Son of Man must be lifted up? Who is this Son of Man?' Jesus said to them, 'The light is with you for a little longer. Walk while you have the light, so that the darkness may not overtake you. If you walk in the darkness, you do not know where you are going. While you have the light, believe in the light, so that you may become children of light.' After Jesus had said this, he departed and hid from them.
The Benedictus (Morning),
the Magnificat (Evening), or
Nunc dimittis (Night) may follow.
Let us pray to the Lord, in whom we place our trust.
We pray for the people of Haiti, one month after the earthquake in their country: for those who have died, that they may rest in peace; and for those who have lost homes and possessions, that they may be given strength and help to rebuild their lives.
We pray for the aid agencies working to bring help to the people of Haiti and to those in need throughout the world: may they have the wisdom and courage to fulfil the work entrusted to them, and may our response to the needs of our brothers and sisters be heartfelt and generous.
We pray for those who are unemployed, or who are facing the loss of their work and security: may they receive the help they need to find new work and new hope in their lives.
We pray for those who are working to bring peace in Afghanistan and other troubled places in our world: that there may be an end to violence and conflict, and that peace and reconciliation may flourish.
We pray that this coming season of Lent may be for us and for all Christian people a time of repentance and renewal in faith as we prepare to celebrate the joy of the resurrection.
Heavenly Father, you raise up those who are poor and bring comfort to those who weep; we ask you to hear the prayers that we offer through your Son, Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen.
O God, glorious and faithful,
to those who seek you with a sincere heart
you reveal the beauty of your face:
Strengthen us in faith to embrace the mystery of the cross,
and open our hearts to its transfiguring power;
that, clinging in love to your will for us,
we may walk the path of discipleship
as followers of your Son, Jesus Christ our Lord,
who lives and reigns with you and the Holy Spirit,
one God, forever and ever. Amen.
Gathering our prayers and praises into one,
let us pray as our Savior has taught us.
- The Lord's Prayer
Transform us into the likeness of Jesus Christ,
that we may live for you, as he lived,
and love others, as he loved them. 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 in _Book of Common Worship_, (c) 1993 Westminster
/ John Knox Press.
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