OREMUS: 20 January 2010
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OREMUS for Wednesday, January 20, 2010
Lord, open our lips,
and our mouth shall proclaim your praise.
Blessed are you, God of wonderful knowledge,
whose voice calls each of us by name.
You confounded our expectation
by revealing yourself to the lowly
and you also confound our fear
that we may not be afraid
to face the powerful of this earth
with your word of judgment,
in the sure knowledge
that nothing spoken in your name will be lost.
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.
Lord, hear my prayer and let my cry come before you;*
hide not your face from me in the day of my trouble.
Incline your ear to me;*
when I call, make haste to answer me,
For my days drift away like smoke,*
and my bones are hot as burning coals.
My heart is smitten like grass and withered,*
so that I forget to eat my bread.
Because of the voice of my groaning*
I am but skin and bones.
I have become like a vulture in the wilderness,*
like an owl among the ruins.
I lie awake and groan;*
I am like a sparrow, lonely on a housetop.
My enemies revile me all day long,*
and those who scoff at me
have taken an oath against me.
For I have eaten ashes for bread*
and mingled my drink with weeping.
Because of your indignation and wrath*
you have lifted me up and thrown me away.
My days pass away like a shadow,*
and I wither like the grass.
But you, O Lord, endure for ever,*
and your name from age to age.
You will arise and have compassion on Zion,
for it is time to have mercy upon her;*
indeed, the appointed time has come.
For your servants love her very rubble,*
and are moved to pity even for her dust.
The nations shall fear your name, O Lord,*
and all the kings of the earth your glory.
For the Lord will build up Zion,*
and his glory will appear.
He will look with favour on the prayer of the homeless;*
he will not despise their plea.
Let this be written for a future generation,*
so that a people yet unborn may praise the Lord.
For the Lord looked down from his holy place on high;*
from the heavens he beheld the earth;
That he might hear the groan of the captive*
and set free those condemned to die;
That they may declare in Zion the name of the Lord,*
and his praise in Jerusalem;
When the peoples are gathered together,*
and the kingdoms also, to serve the Lord.
He has brought down my strength before my time;*
he has shortened the number of my days;
And I said, 'O my God,
do not take me away in the midst of my days;*
your years endure throughout all generations.
'In the beginning, O Lord,
you laid the foundations of the earth,*
and the heavens are the work of your hands;
'They shall perish, but you will endure;
they all shall wear out like a garment;*
as clothing you will change them,
and they shall be changed;
'But you are always the same,*
and your years will never end.
'The children of your servants shall continue,*
and their offspring shall stand fast in your sight.'
Bless the Lord, O my soul,*
and all that is within me, bless his holy name.
Bless the Lord, O my soul,*
and forget not all his benefits.
He forgives all your sins*
and heals all your infirmities;
He redeems your life from the grave*
and crowns you with mercy and lovingkindness;
He satisfies you with good things,*
and your youth is renewed like an eagle's.
The Lord executes righteousness*
and judgement for all who are oppressed.
He made his ways known to Moses*
and his works to the children of Israel.
The Lord is full of compassion and mercy,*
slow to anger and of great kindness.
He will not always accuse us,*
nor will he keep his anger for ever.
He has not dealt with us according to our sins,*
nor rewarded us according to our wickedness.
For as the heavens are high above the earth,*
so is his mercy great upon those who fear him.
As far as the east is from the west,*
so far has he removed our sins from us.
As a father cares for his children,*
so does the Lord care for those who fear him.
For he himself knows whereof we are made;*
he remembers that we are but dust.
Our days are like the grass;*
we flourish like a flower of the field;
When the wind goes over it, it is gone,*
and its place shall know it no more.
But the merciful goodness of the Lord
endures for ever on those who fear him,*
and his righteousness on children's children;
On those who keep his covenant*
and remember his commandments and do them.
The Lord has set his throne in heaven,*
and his kingship has dominion over all.
Bless the Lord, you angels of his,
you mighty ones who do his bidding,*
and hearken to the voice of his word.
Bless the Lord, all you his hosts,*
you ministers of his who do his will.
Bless the Lord, all you works of his,
in all places of his dominion;*
bless the Lord, O my soul.
FIRST READING [Proverbs 8:1-11]:
Does not wisdom call,
and does not understanding raise her voice?
On the heights, beside the way,
at the crossroads she takes her stand;
beside the gates in front of the town,
at the entrance of the portals she cries out:
To you, O people, I call,
and my cry is to all that live.
O simple ones, learn prudence;
acquire intelligence, you who lack it.
Hear, for I will speak noble things,
and from my lips will come what is right;
for my mouth will utter truth;
wickedness is an abomination to my lips.
All the words of my mouth are righteous;
there is nothing twisted or crooked in them.
They are all straight to one who understands
and right to those who find knowledge.
Take my instruction instead of silver,
and knowledge rather than choice gold;
for wisdom is better than jewels,
and all that you may desire cannot compare with her.
Words: Charles Wesley (1707-1788)
Happy the man that finds the grace,
The blessing of God's chosen race,
The wisdom coming from above,
The faith that sweetly works by love.
Happy beyond description he
Who knows 'The Saviour died for me',
The gift unspeakable obtains,
And heav'nly understanding gains.
Wisdom divine! Who tells the price
Of wisdom's costly merchandise?
Wisdom to silver we prefer,
And gold is dross compared to her.
Her hands are filled with length of days,
True riches, and immortal praise,
Riches of Christ, on all bestowed,
And honour that descends from God.
To purest joys she all invites,
Chaste, holy, spiritual delights;
Her ways are ways of pleasantness,
And all her flowery paths are peace.
Happy the man who wisdom gains,
Thrice happy who his guest retains;
He owns, and shall for ever own,
Wisdom, and Christ, and heaven are one.
SECOND READING [John 4:1-14]:
Now when Jesus learned that the Pharisees had heard, 'Jesus is making and baptizing more disciples than John' although it was not Jesus himself but his disciples who baptized he left Judea and started back to Galilee. But he had to go through Samaria. So he came to a Samaritan city called Sychar, near the plot of ground that Jacob had given to his son Joseph. Jacob's well was there, and Jesus, tired out by his journey, was sitting by the well. It was about noon.
A Samaritan woman came to draw water, and Jesus said to her, 'Give me a drink'. (His disciples had gone to the city to buy food.) The Samaritan woman said to him, 'How is it that you, a Jew, ask a drink of me, a woman of Samaria?' (Jews do not share things in common with Samaritans.) Jesus answered her, 'If you knew the gift of God, and who it is that is saying to you, Give me a drink, you would have asked him, and he would have given you living water.' The woman said to him, 'Sir, you have no bucket, and the well is deep. Where do you get that living water? Are you greater than our ancestor Jacob, who gave us the well, and with his sons and his flocks drank from it?' Jesus said to her, 'Everyone who drinks of this water will be thirsty again, but those who drink of the water that I will give them will never be thirsty. The water that I will give will become in them a spring of water gushing up to eternal life.'
The Benedictus (Morning),
the Magnificat (Evening), or
Nunc dimittis (Night) may follow.
Let us pray for the grace to recognize
the presence of God in our lives.
Open our eyes to see your salvation;
reveal yourself to a blind humanity.
Make your face shine upon those who live with disease;
give them your strength and your peace.
Let all who are weighed down by want come to know your bounty;
that they may put their trust in your goodness.
To those who hold power and riches, grant a discerning spirit;
that they may be set free by your freedom and love.
God of love and justice,
your Son proclaimed your kingdom
and called your people to follow you:
Help us to accept our mission as the Church,
to live ordinary lives in an extraordinary awareness
and self-sacrifice for others,
as seen in the example of your Son,
Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen.
Gathering our prayers and praises into one,
let us pray as our Savior has taught us.
- The Lord's Prayer
Lift up the light of your countenance on us, O God.,
that we may be faithful to your commandments
and always do what is right and good;
through Jesus Christ our Lord. 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
_Celebrating the Christian Year_ (c) Canterbury Press, Norwich.
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