OREMUS: 18 March 2010
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OREMUS for Thursday, March 18, 2010
Cyril, Bishop of Jerusalem, Teacher of the Faith, 386
O God, make speed to save us;
O Lord, make haste to help us.
Glory to you, O Champion of all Loves,
who for our sake endured the cross,
encountered the enemy and tasted death.
Glory be to you, O King of all kings,
who for our salvation
wrestled with principalities and powers,
subdued the forces of hell
and won the greatest of all victories.
To you be all praise, all glory and all love;
now and for ever. Amen.
An opening canticle may be sung.
Lord, you have been our refuge*
from one generation to another.
Before the mountains were brought forth,
or the land and the earth were born,*
from age to age you are God.
You turn us back to the dust and say,*
'Go back, O child of earth.'
For a thousand years in your sight
are like yesterday when it is past*
and like a watch in the night.
You sweep us away like a dream;*
we fade away suddenly like the grass.
In the morning it is green and flourishes;*
in the evening it is dried up and withered.
For we consume away in your displeasure;*
we are afraid because of your wrathful indignation.
Our iniquities you have set before you,*
and our secret sins in the light of your countenance.
When you are angry, all our days are gone;*
we bring our years to an end like a sigh.
The span of our life is seventy years,
perhaps in strength even eighty;*
yet the sum of them is but labour and sorrow,
for they pass away quickly and we are gone.
Who regards the power of your wrath?*
who rightly fears your indignation?
So teach us to number our days*
that we may apply our hearts to wisdom.
Return, O Lord; how long will you tarry?*
be gracious to your servants.
Satisfy us by your lovingkindness in the morning;*
so shall we rejoice and be glad all the days of our life.
Make us glad by the measure of the days
that you afflicted us*
and the years in which we suffered adversity.
Show your servants your works*
and your splendour to their children.
May the graciousness of the Lord our God be upon us;*
prosper the work of our hands;
prosper our handiwork.
He who dwells in the shelter of the Most High,*
abides under the shadow of the Almighty.
He shall say to the Lord,
'You are my refuge and my stronghold,*
my God in whom I put my trust.'
He shall deliver you from the snare of the hunter*
and from the deadly pestilence.
He shall cover you with his pinions,
and you shall find refuge under his wings;*
his faithfulness shall be a shield and buckler.
You shall not be afraid of any terror by night,*
nor of the arrow that flies by day;
Of the plague that stalks in the darkness,*
nor of the sickness that lays waste at midday.
A thousand shall fall at your side
and ten thousand at your right hand,*
but it shall not come near you.
Your eyes have only to behold*
to see the reward of the wicked.
Because you have made the Lord your refuge,*
and the Most High your habitation.
There shall no evil happen to you,*
neither shall any plague come near your dwelling.
For he shall give his angels charge over you,*
to keep you in all your ways.
They shall bear you in their hands,*
lest you dash your foot against a stone.
You shall tread upon the lion and adder;*
you shall trample the young lion and the serpent
under your feet.
Because he is bound to me in love,
therefore will I deliver him;*
I will protect him, because he knows my name.
He shall call upon me and I will answer him;*
I am with him in trouble,
I will rescue him and bring him to honour.
With long life will I satisfy him,*
and show him my salvation.
It is a good thing to give thanks to the Lord,*
and to sing praises to your name, O Most High;
To tell of your lovingkindness early in the morning*
and of your faithfulness in the night season;
On the psaltery and on the lyre*
and to the melody of the harp.
For you have made me glad by your acts, O Lord;*
and I shout for joy because of the works of your hands.
Lord, how great are your works!*
your thoughts are very deep.
The dullard does not know,
nor does the fool understand,*
that though the wicked grow like weeds,
and all the workers of iniquity flourish,
They flourish only to be destroyed for ever;*
but you, O Lord, are exalted for evermore.
For lo, your enemies, O Lord,
lo, your enemies shall perish,*
and all the workers of iniquity shall be scattered.
But my horn you have exalted
like the horns of wild bulls;*
I am anointed with fresh oil.
My eyes also gloat over my enemies,*
and my ears rejoice to hear the doom of the wicked
who rise up against me.
The righteous shall flourish like a palm tree,*
and shall spread abroad like a cedar of Lebanon.
Those who are planted in the house of the Lord*
shall flourish in the courts of our God;
They shall still bear fruit in old age;*
they shall be green and succulent;
That they may show how upright the Lord is,*
my rock, in whom there is no fault.
FIRST READING [Gen. 49:33-50:26]:
When Jacob ended his charge to his sons, he drew up his feet into the bed, breathed his last, and was gathered to his people.
Then Joseph threw himself on his father's face and wept over him and kissed him. Joseph commanded the physicians in his service to embalm his father. So the physicians embalmed Israel; they spent forty days in doing this, for that is the time required for embalming. And the Egyptians wept for him for seventy days.
When the days of weeping for him were past, Joseph addressed the household of Pharaoh, 'If now I have found favour with you, please speak to Pharaoh as follows: My father made me swear an oath; he said, I am about to die. In the tomb that I hewed out for myself in the land of Canaan, there you shall bury me. Now therefore let me go up, so that I may bury my father; then I will return.' Pharaoh answered, 'Go up, and bury your father, as he made you swear to do.'
So Joseph went up to bury his father. With him went up all the servants of Pharaoh, the elders of his household, and all the elders of the land of Egypt, as well as all the household of Joseph, his brothers, and his father's household. Only their children, their flocks, and their herds were left in the land of Goshen. Both chariots and charioteers went up with him. It was a very great company. When they came to the threshing-floor of Atad, which is beyond the Jordan, they held there a very great and sorrowful lamentation; and he observed a time of mourning for his father for seven days. When the Canaanite inhabitants of the land saw the mourning on the threshing-floor of Atad, they said, 'This is a grievous mourning on the part of the Egyptians.' Therefore the place was named Abel-mizraim; it is beyond the Jordan. Thus his sons did for him as he had instructed them. They carried him to the land of Canaan and buried him in the cave of the field at Machpelah, the field near Mamre, which Abraham bought as a burial site from Ephron the Hittite. After he had buried his father, Joseph returned to Egypt with his brothers and all who had gone up with him to bury his father.
Realizing that their father was dead, Joseph's brothers said, 'What if Joseph still bears a grudge against us and pays us back in full for all the wrong that we did to him?' So they approached Joseph, saying, 'Your father gave this instruction before he died, Say to Joseph: I beg you, forgive the crime of your brothers and the wrong they did in harming you. Now therefore please forgive the crime of the servants of the God of your father.' Joseph wept when they spoke to him. Then his brothers also wept, fell down before him, and said, 'We are here as your slaves.' But Joseph said to them, 'Do not be afraid! Am I in the place of God? Even though you intended to do harm to me, God intended it for good, in order to preserve a numerous people, as he is doing today. So have no fear; I myself will provide for you and your little ones.' In this way he reassured them, speaking kindly to them.
So Joseph remained in Egypt, he and his father's household; and Joseph lived for one hundred and ten years. Joseph saw Ephraim's children of the third generation; the children of Machir son of Manasseh were also born on Joseph's knees.
Then Joseph said to his brothers, 'I am about to die; but God will surely come to you, and bring you up out of this land to the land that he swore to Abraham, to Isaac, and to Jacob.' So Joseph made the Israelites swear, saying, 'When God comes to you, you shall carry up my bones from here.' And Joseph died, being one hundred and ten years old; he was embalmed and placed in a coffin in Egypt.
Words: Charles Wesley (1707-1788)
In Jesus we live, in Jesus we rest,
and thankful receive his dying bequest;
the cup of salvation his mercy bestows
and all from his passion, our happiness flows.
With mystical wine he comforts us here,
and gladly we join, till Jesus appear,
with hearty thanksgiving his death to record;
the living, the living should sing of their Lord.
He hallowed the cup which now we receive,
the pledge of our hope with Jesus to live,
(where sorrow and sadness shall never be found)
with glory and gladness eternally crowned.
The fruit of the vine (the joy it implies)
again we shall join to drink in the skies,
exult in his favour, our triumph renew;
and I, saith the Saviour, will drink it with you.
SECOND READING [Mark 13:1-13]:
As he came out of the temple, one of his disciples said to him, 'Look, Teacher, what large stones and what large buildings!' Then Jesus asked him, 'Do you see these great buildings? Not one stone will be left here upon another; all will be thrown down.'
When he was sitting on the Mount of Olives opposite the temple, Peter, James, John, and Andrew asked him privately, 'Tell us, when will this be, and what will be the sign that all these things are about to be accomplished?' Then Jesus began to say to them, 'Beware that no one leads you astray. Many will come in my name and say, I am he! and they will lead many astray. When you hear of wars and rumours of wars, do not be alarmed; this must take place, but the end is still to come. For nation will rise against nation, and kingdom against kingdom; there will be earthquakes in various places; there will be famines. This is but the beginning of the birth pangs.
'As for yourselves, beware; for they will hand you over to councils; and you will be beaten in synagogues; and you will stand before governors and kings because of me, as a testimony to them. And the good news must first be proclaimed to all nations. When they bring you to trial and hand you over, do not worry beforehand about what you are to say; but say whatever is given you at that time, for it is not you who speak, but the Holy Spirit. Brother will betray brother to death, and a father his child, and children will rise against parents and have them put to death; and you will be hated by all because of my name. But the one who endures to the end will be saved.
The Benedictus (Morning),
the Magnificat (Evening), or
Nunc dimittis (Night) may follow.
O Lord, answer us in the day of trouble,
Send us help from your holy place.
Show us the path of life,
For in your presence is joy.
Give justice to the orphan and oppressed
And break the power of wickedness and evil.
Look upon the hungry and sorrowful
And grant them the help for which they long.
Let the heavens rejoice and the earth be glad;
May your glory endure for ever.
Your kingship has dominion over all
And with you is our redemption.
God of saving power,
remember us in times of sorrow and despair.
Redeem us with your strength
and guide us through the wilderness.
We ask this in the Name of Jesus Christ. Amen.
Strengthen, O Lord,
the bishops of your Church
in their special calling
to be teachers and ministers of the Sacraments,
so that they, like your servant Cyril of Jerusalem,
may effectively instruct your people
in Christian faith and practice;
and that we, taught by them,
may enter more fully into the celebration
of the Paschal mystery;
through Jesus Christ our Lord,
who lives and reigns with you and 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
Help us, O Lord Jesus Christ,
to enter in your sorrows and to rejoice in your victory;
to embrace your cross and to wear your crown;
to receive the wounds of your love
and to behold you in glory and light;
for your own name's sake. 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 adapts phrases from _Opening
Prayers: Collects in Contemporary Language_. Canterbury Press,
The closing sentence is from _New Patterns for Worship_,
copyright (c) The Archbishops' Council, 2002.
Born in about the year 315, probably in Caesarea, Cyril became Bishop of Jerusalem when he was about thirty-four years old. There he nurtured both the resident Christian population and the many pilgrims, following the end of the era of persecution, who were beginning to make their way from all over Christendom to the places associated with Christ. Cyril taught the faith in line with the orthodoxy of the Council of Nicaea and the credal statement that became associated with it. Though he found difficulty with the word in that creed which described Jesus as being 'of one substance with the Father', nevertheless he took the side of the Nicene Party against the Arians, who denied the divinity of Christ. His teaching through his Catechetical Lectures, intended for those preparing for baptism, show him to be a man profoundly orthodox and sound, and his liturgical innovations to celebrate the observance of Holy Week and Easter are the foundation of Christian practices to this day. He died in the year 386. [Exciting Holiness]
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