OREMUS: 1 March 2010
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OREMUS for Monday, March 1, 2010
David, Bishop of Menevia, Patron of Wales
O God, make speed to save us;
O Lord, make haste to help us.
Blessed are you, God of the covenant,
long ago you embraced your people
and promised them your blessing.
You called Abraham to trust your promise
and you gave him the faith to follow that call.
You call us in our baptism to serve you,
trusting that Christ will transform us
in the glory of the eternal Easter.
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.
Why are the nations in an uproar?*
Why do the peoples mutter empty threats?
Why do the kings of the earth rise up in revolt
and the princes plot together,*
against the Lord and against his anointed?
'Let us break their yoke', they say;*
'let us cast off their bonds from us.'
He whose throne is in heaven is laughing;*
the Lord has them in derision.
Then he speaks to them in his wrath*
and his rage fills them with terror.
'I myself have set my king*
upon my holy hill of Zion.'
Let me announce the decree of the Lord:*
he said to me, 'You are my Son;
this day have I begotten you.
'Ask of me and I will give you the nations for
and the ends of the earth for your possession.
'You shall crush them with an iron rod*
and shatter them like a piece of pottery.'
And now, you kings, be wise;*
be warned, you rulers of the earth.
Submit to the Lord with fear,*
and with trembling bow before him;
Lest he be angry and you perish;*
for his wrath is quickly kindled.
Happy are they all*
who take refuge in him!
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 hardpressed;
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.
Give ear to my words, O Lord;*
consider my meditation.
Hearken to my cry for help, my King and my God,*
for I make my prayer to you.
In the morning, Lord, you hear my voice;*
early in the morning I make my appeal
and watch for you.
For you are not a God who takes pleasure in wickedness*
and evil cannot dwell with you.
Braggarts cannot stand in your sight;*
you hate all those who work wickedness.
You destroy those who speak lies;*
the bloodthirsty and deceitful, O Lord, you abhor.
But as for me, through the greatness of your mercy,
I will go into your house;*
I will bow down towards your holy temple in awe of you.
Lead me, O Lord, in your righteousness,
because of those who lie in wait for me;*
make your way straight before me.
For there is no truth in their mouth;*
there is destruction in their heart;
Their throat is an open grave;*
they flatter with their tongue.
Declare them guilty, O God;*
let them fall, because of their schemes.
Because of their many transgressions cast them out,*
for they have rebelled against you.
But all who take refuge in you will be glad;*
they will sing out their joy for ever.
You will shelter them,*
so that those who love your name may exult in you.
For you, O Lord, will bless the righteous;*
you will defend them with your favour as with a shield.
FIRST READING [Gen. 27:1-29]:
When Isaac was old and his eyes were dim so that he could not see, he called his elder son Esau and said to him, 'My son'; and he answered, 'Here I am.' He said, 'See, I am old; I do not know the day of my death. Now then, take your weapons, your quiver and your bow, and go out to the field, and hunt game for me. Then prepare for me savoury food, such as I like, and bring it to me to eat, so that I may bless you before I die.'
Now Rebekah was listening when Isaac spoke to his son Esau. So when Esau went to the field to hunt for game and bring it, Rebekah said to her son Jacob, 'I heard your father say to your brother Esau, Bring me game, and prepare for me savoury food to eat, that I may bless you before the Lord before I die. Now therefore, my son, obey my word as I command you. Go to the flock, and get me two choice kids, so that I may prepare from them savoury food for your father, such as he likes; and you shall take it to your father to eat, so that he may bless you before he dies.' But Jacob said to his mother Rebekah, 'Look, my brother Esau is a hairy man, and I am a man of smooth skin. Perhaps my father will feel me, and I shall seem to be mocking him, and bring a curse on myself and not a blessing.' His mother said to him, 'Let your curse be on me, my son; only obey my word, and go, get them for me.' So he went and got them and brought them to his mother; and his mother prepared savoury food, such as his father loved. Then Rebekah took the best garments of her elder son Esau, which were with her in the house, and put them on her younger son Jacob; and she put the skins of the kids on his hands and on the smooth part of his neck. Then she handed the savoury food, and the bread that she had prepared, to her son Jacob.
So he went in to his father, and said, 'My father'; and he said, 'Here I am; who are you, my son?' Jacob said to his father, 'I am Esau your firstborn. I have done as you told me; now sit up and eat of my game, so that you may bless me.' But Isaac said to his son, 'How is it that you have found it so quickly, my son?' He answered, 'Because the Lord your God granted me success.' Then Isaac said to Jacob, 'Come near, that I may feel you, my son, to know whether you are really my son Esau or not.' So Jacob went up to his father Isaac, who felt him and said, 'The voice is Jacob's voice, but the hands are the hands of Esau.' He did not recognize him, because his hands were hairy like his brother Esau's hands; so he blessed him. He said, 'Are you really my son Esau?' He answered, 'I am.' Then he said, 'Bring it to me, that I may eat of my son's game and bless you.' So he brought it to him, and he ate; and he brought him wine, and he drank. Then his father Isaac said to him, 'Come near and kiss me, my son.' So he came near and kissed him; and he smelled the smell of his garments, and blessed him, and said,
'Ah, the smell of my son
is like the smell of a field that the Lord has blessed.
May God give you of the dew of heaven,
and of the fatness of the earth,
and plenty of grain and wine.
Let peoples serve you,
and nations bow down to you.
Be lord over your brothers,
and may your mother's sons bow down to you.
Cursed be everyone who curses you,
and blessed be everyone who blesses you!'
Words: William Williams, 1745; trans. Peter Williams, 1771
Tune: Cwm Rhondda
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Guide me, O thou great Jehovah,
pilgrim though this barren land;
I am weak, but thou art mighty;
hold me with thy powerful hand;
Bread of heaven, Bread of heaven,
feed me till I want no more,
feed me till I want no more.
Open now the crystal fountain,
whence the healing stream doth flow;
let the fire and cloudy pillar
lead me all my journey through;
strong Deliverer, strong Deliverer.
be thou still my Strength and Shield,
be thou still my Strength and Shield.
When I tread the verge of Jordan,
bid my anxious fears subside;
bear me through the swelling current,
land me safe on Canaan's side;
songs of praises, songs of praises,
I will ever give to thee,
I will ever give to thee.
SECOND READING [John 10:11-21]:
Jesus said, 'I am the good shepherd. The good shepherd lays down his life for the sheep. The hired hand, who is not the shepherd and does not own the sheep, sees the wolf coming and leaves the sheep and runs awayand the wolf snatches them and scatters them. The hired hand runs away because a hired hand does not care for the sheep. I am the good shepherd. I know my own and my own know me, just as the Father knows me and I know the Father. And I lay down my life for the sheep. I have other sheep that do not belong to this fold. I must bring them also, and they will listen to my voice. So there will be one flock, one shepherd. For this reason the Father loves me, because I lay down my life in order to take it up again. No one takes it from me, but I lay it down of my own accord. I have power to lay it down, and I have power to take it up again. I have received this command from my Father.'
Again the Jews were divided because of these words. Many of them were saying, 'He has a demon and is out of his mind. Why listen to him?' Others were saying, 'These are not the words of one who has a demon. Can a demon open the eyes of the blind?'
The Benedictus (Morning),
the Magnificat (Evening), or
Nunc dimittis (Night) may follow.
We beg you, Lord, to help and defend us.
Deliver the oppressed...
Save us, O Lord.
Pity those we find insignificant...
Save us, O Lord.
Raise the fallen...
Save us, O Lord.
Show yourself to the needy...
Save us, O Lord.
Heal the sick...
Save us, O Lord.
Bring back those who have gone astray...
Save us, O Lord.
Feed the hungry...
Save us, O Lord.
Lift up the weak...
Save us, O Lord.
Take off the prisoner(s chains...
Save us, O Lord.
May every nation come to know
that you alone are God,
that Jesus Christ is your Son,
that we are your people, the sheep of your pasture. Amen.
Take away, O Lord, the sin that corrupts us;
restore by grace your own image within us;
give us the sorrow that heals
and the joy that praises,
that we may take our place among your people,
in Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen.
who called your servant David
to be a faithful and wise steward of your mysteries
for the people of Wales:
in your mercy, grant that,
following his purity of life and zeal for the gospel of Christ,
we may with him receive the crown of everlasting life;
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.
Trusting in the compassion of God,
let us pray as our Savior taught us:
- The Lord's Prayer
May your presence bless our souls, O God,
and shed a joyful light;
that the sorrows of the night
may be chased away by the hallowed morn to come. 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.
The closing sentence is adapted from Paraphrase 30 of the Scottish Paraphrases, 1781.
The second collect is from _Common Worship: Services and Prayers for
the Church of England_, material from which is included in this service is
copyright (c) The Archbishops' Council, 2000.
When the pagan Anglo-Saxons invaded Britain in the fifth and sixth centuries,
many British Christians sought refuge in the hill country of Wales. There they
developed a style of Christian life devoted to learning, asceticism, and
missionary fervor. Since there were no cities, the centers of culture were the
monasteries, and most abbots were bishops as well. Dewi (David in English)
was the founder, abbot, and bishop of the monastery of Mynyw (Menevia in
English) in Pembrokeshire. He was responsible for much of the spread of
Christianity in Wales, and his monastery was sought out by many scholars from
Ireland and elsewhere. He is commonly accounted the apostle of Wales, as
Patrick is of Ireland. His tomb is in St. David's cathedral, on the site of ancient
Mynyw, now called Ty-Dewi (House of David).
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