OREMUS: 4 August 2011
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OREMUS for August 4
O Lord, open our lips.
And our mouth shall proclaim your praise.
Blessed are you, O God,
light of the minds that know you,
life of the souls that love you,
and strength of the wills that serve you.
Blessing and honor, thanksgiving and praise,
more than we can utter,
more than we can understand be yours,
Father, Son, and Holy Spirit:
Blessed be God for ever!
An opening canticle may be sung.
My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?*
and are so far from my cry
and from the words of my distress?
O my God, I cry in the daytime,
but you do not answer;*
by night as well, but I find no rest.
Yet you are the Holy One,*
enthroned upon the praises of Israel.
Our forebears put their trust in you;*
they trusted and you delivered them.
They cried out to you and were delivered;*
they trusted in you and were not put to shame.
But as for me, I am a worm and no man,*
scorned by all and despised by the people.
All who see me laugh me to scorn;*
they curl their lips and wag their heads, saying,
'He trusted in the Lord; let him deliver him;*
let him rescue him, if he delights in him.'
Yet you are he who took me out of the womb,*
and kept me safe upon my mother's breast.
I have been entrusted to you ever since I was born;*
you were my God
when I was still in my mother's womb.
Be not far from me, for trouble is near,*
and there is none to help.
Many young bulls encircle me;*
strong bulls of Bashan surround me.
They open wide their jaws at me,*
like a ravening and a roaring lion.
I am poured out like water;
all my bones are out of joint;*
my heart within my breast is melting wax.
My mouth is dried out like a potsherd;
my tongue sticks to the roof of my mouth;*
and you have laid me in the dust of the grave.
Packs of dogs close me in,
and gangs of evildoers circle around me;*
they pierce my hands and my feet;
I can count all my bones.
They stare and gloat over me;*
they divide my garments among them;
they cast lots for my clothing.
Be not far away, O Lord;*
you are my strength; hasten to help me.
Save me from the sword,*
my life from the power of the dog.
Save me from the lion's mouth,*
my wretched body from the horns of wild bulls.
I will declare your name to my people;*
in the midst of the congregation I will praise you.
Praise the Lord, you that fear him;*
stand in awe of him, O offspring of Israel;
all you of Jacob's line, give glory.
For he does not despise nor abhor
the poor in their poverty;
neither does he hide his face from them;*
but when they cry to him he hears them.
My praise is of him in the great assembly;*
I will perform my vows
in the presence of those who worship him.
The poor shall eat and be satisfied,
and those who seek the Lord shall praise him:*
'May your heart live for ever!'
All the ends of the earth
shall remember and turn to the Lord,*
and all the families of the nations
shall bow before him.
For kingship belongs to the Lord;*
he rules over the nations.
To him alone all who sleep in the earth
bow down in worship;*
all who go down to the dust fall before him.
My soul shall live for him;
my descendants shall serve him;*
they shall be known as the Lord's for ever.
They shall come and make known to a people yet unborn*
the saving deeds that he has done.
The Lord is my shepherd;*
I shall not be in want.
He makes me lie down in green pastures*
and leads me beside still waters.
He revives my soul*
and guides me along right pathways for his name's sake.
Though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death,
I shall fear no evil;*
for you are with me;
your rod and your staff, they comfort me.
You spread a table before me
in the presence of those who trouble me;*
you have anointed my head with oil,
and my cup is running over.
Surely your goodness and mercy shall follow me
all the days of my life,*
and I will dwell in the house of the Lord for ever.
FIRST READING [Zechariah 1.182.end]:
And I looked up and saw four horns. I asked the angel who talked with me, 'What are these?' And he answered me, 'These are the horns that have scattered Judah, Israel, and Jerusalem.' Then the Lord showed me four blacksmiths. And I asked, 'What are they coming to do?' He answered, 'These are the horns that scattered Judah, so that no head could be raised; but these have come to terrify them, to strike down the horns of the nations that lifted up their horns against the land of Judah to scatter its people.'
I looked up and saw a man with a measuring line in his hand. Then I asked, 'Where are you going?' He answered me, 'To measure Jerusalem, to see what is its width and what is its length.' Then the angel who talked with me came forward, and another angel came forward to meet him, and said to him, 'Run, say to that young man: Jerusalem shall be inhabited like villages without walls, because of the multitude of people and animals in it. For I will be a wall of fire all round it, says the Lord, and I will be the glory within it.'
Up, up! Flee from the land of the north, says the Lord; for I have spread you abroad like the four winds of heaven, says the Lord. Up! Escape to Zion, you that live with daughter Babylon. For thus said the Lord of hosts (after his glory sent me) regarding the nations that plundered you: Truly, one who touches you touches the apple of my eye. See now, I am going to raise my hand against them, and they shall become plunder for their own slaves. Then you will know that the Lord of hosts has sent me. Sing and rejoice, O daughter Zion! For lo, I will come and dwell in your midst, says the Lord. Many nations shall join themselves to the Lord on that day, and shall be my people; and I will dwell in your midst. And you shall know that the Lord of hosts has sent me to you. The Lord will inherit Judah as his portion in the holy land, and will again choose Jerusalem.
Be silent, all people, before the Lord; for he has roused himself from his holy dwelling.
Words: Gerhard Tersteegen (1697 - 1769) translated by Honor Mary Thwaites (1914-1993)
God himself is present,
let us now adore him
as with awe we come before him.
God is in our midst, now
in our hearts keep silence,
worshipping in deepest reverence.
Him we know,
him we name,
come and let us make him
our renewed surrender.
O majestic Being,
I would praise you duly
and my service render to you
in the selfsame spirit
as the holy angels,
ever standing in your presence.
Grant me now
so to strive
evermore to please you,
dearest God, in all things.
Let your glorious light, Lord,
permeating all things,
reach my face and eyes to touch them;
as the tender flowers
open out their petals,
to the sun their hearts unfolding,
so may I,
calm in joy,
hold your rays from heaven,
power within me working.
Lord, make me your dwelling,
let my heart and spirit
be for you an earthly temple:
come, immediate Being,
my whole life illumine,
so I'll always praise and love you,
I may be
there may I perceive you,
ever bow before you.
SECOND READING [Mark 4.120]:
Again he began to teach beside the lake. Such a very large crowd gathered around him that he got into a boat on the lake and sat there, while the whole crowd was beside the lake on the land. He began to teach them many things in parables, and in his teaching he said to them: 'Listen! A sower went out to sow. And as he sowed, some seed fell on the path, and the birds came and ate it up. Other seed fell on rocky ground, where it did not have much soil, and it sprang up quickly, since it had no depth of soil. And when the sun rose, it was scorched; and since it had no root, it withered away. Other seed fell among thorns, and the thorns grew up and choked it, and it yielded no grain. Other seed fell into good soil and brought forth grain, growing up and increasing and yielding thirty and sixty and a hundredfold.' And he said, 'Let anyone with ears to hear listen!'
When he was alone, those who were around him along with the twelve asked him about the parables. And he said to them, 'To you has been given the secret of the kingdom of God, but for those outside, everything comes in parables; in order that "they may indeed look, but not perceive, and may indeed listen, but not understand; so that they may not turn again and be forgiven." '
And he said to them, 'Do you not understand this parable? Then how will you understand all the parables? The sower sows the word. These are the ones on the path where the word is sown: when they hear, Satan immediately comes and takes away the word that is sown in them. And these are the ones sown on rocky ground: when they hear the word, they immediately receive it with joy. But they have no root, and endure only for a while; then, when trouble or persecution arises on account of the word, immediately they fall away. And others are those sown among the thorns: these are the ones who hear the word, but the cares of the world, and the lure of wealth, and the desire for other things come in and choke the word, and it yields nothing. And these are the ones sown on the good soil: they hear the word and accept it and bear fruit, thirty and sixty and a hundredfold.'
The Benedictus (Morning),
the Magnificat (Evening), or Nunc dimittis (Night) may follow.
you have reconciled us to yourself in Christ;
by your Spirit
you enable us to live as your children.
We pray for personal relationships
the home, and family life....
children deprived of home....
friends, relations and neighbours....
relationships in daily life and work....
those who are estranged....
ministries of care and healing...
Holy Father, we give you thanks
for the obedience of Christ fulfilled in the cross,
his bearing of the sin of the world,
his mercy for the world, which never fails....
for the joy of human love and friendship,
the lives to which our own are bound,
the gift of peace with you and each other....
for the communities in whose life we share
and all relationships
in which reconciliation may be known....
your generosity waters the world with goodness,
and you cover creation with abundance.
Awake in us a hunger for the food
that satisfies both body and spirit,
and with this food fill all the starving world;
through your Son, Jesus Christ, our Savior and Lord. Amen.
Gathering our prayers and praises into one,
let us pray as our Savior has taught us.
- The Lord's Prayer
Teach us to love what is worth loving, O God,
to reject what is offensive to you,
and to treasure what is precious in your sight. 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 is after Augustine and Lancelot Andrewes. The collect and closing sentence are from _Evangelical Lutheran Worship_, (c) 2006 Evangelical Lutheran Church in America.
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