OREMUS: 17 July 2011
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OREMUS for July 17
William White, Bishop of Pennsylvania, 1836
O Lord, open our lips.
And our mouth shall proclaim your praise.
Blessed are you, Holy God,
we praise you for calling us to be a servant people,
and for gathering us into the body of Christ.
We thank you for our brothers and sisters in faith
and for the gift of the Holy Spirit,
that we may love one another
and have the mind of Jesus Christ our Lord,
to whom we give honor and glory for ever. Amen.
An opening canticle may be sung.
Bow down your ear, O Lord, and answer me,*
for I am poor and in misery.
Keep watch over my life, for I am faithful;*
save your servant who trusts in you.
Be merciful to me, O Lord, for you are my God;*
I call upon you all the day long.
Gladden the soul of your servant,*
for to you, O Lord, I lift up my soul.
For you, O Lord, are good and forgiving,*
and great is your love towards all who call upon you.
Give ear, O Lord, to my prayer,*
and attend to the voice of my supplications.
In the time of my trouble I will call upon you,*
for you will answer me.
Among the gods there is none like you, O Lord,*
nor anything like your works.
All nations you have made
will come and worship you, O Lord,*
and glorify your name.
For you are great; you do wondrous things;*
and you alone are God.
Teach me your way, O Lord,
and I will walk in your truth;*
knit my heart to you that I may fear your name.
I will thank you, O Lord my God, with all my heart,*
and glorify your name for evermore.
For great is your love towards me;*
you have delivered me from the nethermost Pit.
The arrogant rise up against me, O God,
and a violent band seeks my life;*
they have not set you before their eyes.
But you, O Lord, are gracious and full of compassion,*
slow to anger and full of kindness and truth.
Turn to me and have mercy upon me;*
give your strength to your servant;
and save the child of your handmaid.
Show me a sign of your favour,
so that those who hate me may see it and be ashamed;*
because you, O Lord, have helped me and comforted me.
On the holy mountain stands the city he has founded;*
the Lord loves the gates of Zion
more than all the dwellings of Jacob.
Glorious things are spoken of you,*
O city of our God.
I count Egypt and Babylon among those who know me;*
behold Philistia, Tyre and Ethiopia:
in Zion were they born.
Of Zion it shall be said, 'Everyone was born in her,*
and the Most High himself shall sustain her.'
The Lord will record as he enrols the peoples,*
'These also were born there.'
The singers and the dancers will say,*
'All my fresh springs are in you.'
O Lord, my God, my Saviour,*
by day and night I cry to you.
Let my prayer enter into your presence;*
incline your ear to my lamentation.
For I am full of trouble;*
my life is at the brink of the grave.
I am counted among those who go down to the Pit;*
I have become like one who has no strength;
Lost among the dead,*
like the slain who lie in the grave,
Whom you remember no more,*
for they are cut off from your hand.
You have laid me in the depths of the Pit,*
in dark places and in the abyss.
Your anger weighs upon me heavily,*
and all your great waves overwhelm me.
You have put my friends far from me;
you have made me to be abhorred by them;*
I am in prison and cannot get free.
My sight has failed me because of trouble;*
Lord, I have called upon you daily;
I have stretched out my hands to you.
Do you work wonders for the dead?*
will those who have died
stand up and give you thanks?
Will your lovingkindness be declared in the grave?*
your faithfulness in the land of destruction?
Will your wonders be known in the dark?*
or your righteousness in the country
where all is forgotten?
But as for me, O Lord, I cry to you for help;*
in the morning my prayer comes before you.
Lord, why have you rejected me?*
why have you hidden your face from me?
Ever since my youth,
I have been wretched and at the point of death;*
I have borne your terrors with a troubled mind.
Your blazing anger has swept over me;*
your terrors have destroyed me;
They surround me all day long like a flood;*
they encompass me on every side.
My friend and my neighbour you have put away from me,*
and darkness is my only companion.
FIRST READING [Jeremiah 44.15end]:
Then all the men who were aware that their wives had been making offerings to other gods, and all the women who stood by, a great assembly, all the people who lived in Pathros in the land of Egypt, answered Jeremiah: 'As for the word that you have spoken to us in the name of the Lord, we are not going to listen to you. Instead, we will do everything that we have vowed, make offerings to the queen of heaven and pour out libations to her, just as we and our ancestors, our kings and our officials, used to do in the towns of Judah and in the streets of Jerusalem. We used to have plenty of food, and prospered, and saw no misfortune. But from the time we stopped making offerings to the queen of heaven and pouring out libations to her, we have lacked everything and have perished by the sword and by famine.' And the women said, 'Indeed we will go on making offerings to the queen of heaven and pouring out libations to her; do you think that we made cakes for her, marked with her image, and poured out libations to her without our husbands being involved?'
Then Jeremiah said to all the people, men and women, all the people who were giving him this answer: 'As for the offerings that you made in the towns of Judah and in the streets of Jerusalem, you and your ancestors, your kings and your officials, and the people of the land, did not the Lord remember them? Did it not come into his mind? The Lord could no longer bear the sight of your evil doings, the abominations that you committed; therefore your land became a desolation and a waste and a curse, without inhabitant, as it is to this day. It is because you burned offerings, and because you sinned against the Lord and did not obey the voice of the Lord or walk in his law and in his statutes and in his decrees, that this disaster has befallen you, as is still evident today.'
Jeremiah said to all the people and all the women, 'Hear the word of the Lord, all you Judeans who are in the land of Egypt, Thus says the Lord of hosts, the God of Israel: You and your wives have accomplished in deeds what you declared in words, saying, "We are determined to perform the vows that we have made, to make offerings to the queen of heaven and to pour out libations to her." By all means, keep your vows and make your libations! Therefore hear the word of the Lord, all you Judeans who live in the land of Egypt: Lo, I swear by my great name, says the Lord, that my name shall no longer be pronounced on the lips of any of the people of Judah in all the land of Egypt, saying, "As the Lord God lives." I am going to watch over them for harm and not for good; all the people of Judah who are in the land of Egypt shall perish by the sword and by famine, until not one is left. And those who escape the sword shall return from the land of Egypt to the land of Judah, few in number; and all the remnant of Judah, who have come to the land of Egypt to settle, shall know whose words will stand, mine or theirs! This shall be the sign to you, says the Lord, that I am going to punish you in this place, in order that you may know that my words against you will surely be carried out: Thus says the Lord, I am going to give Pharaoh Hophra, king of Egypt, into the hands of his enemies, those who seek his life, just as I gave King Zedekiah of Judah into the hand of King Nebuchadrezzar of Babylon, his enemy who sought his life.'
Words: Christo profusum sanguinem Ambrose of Milan (340-397) translated Robert Campbell (1814-1868)
Tune: Constance (LM)
Ye servants of our glorious King,
To Him your thankful praises bring;
And tell the deeds that grace has done,
The triumphs by His Martyrs won.
Since they were faithful to the last,
Their holy struggles now are past;
The bitterness of death is o'er,
And theirs is bliss for evermore.
The flame might scorch, the knife lay bare,
And cruel beasts their members tear;
No powers of earth, no powers of hell
The souls that loved their Lord could quell.
For ever broken is the chain
That sought to bind them, but in vain:
O let us strive like them to win
Our freedom from the bonds of sin.
O Saviour, may our portion be
With those who gave themselves to Thee,
Through all eternity to sing
All praise to Thee the Martyrs' King.
SECOND READING [James 1.12end]:
Blessed is anyone who endures temptation. Such a one has stood the test and will receive the crown of life that the Lord has promised to those who love him. No one, when tempted, should say, 'I am being tempted by God'; for God cannot be tempted by evil and he himself tempts no one. But one is tempted by one's own desire, being lured and enticed by it; then, when that desire has conceived, it gives birth to sin, and that sin, when it is fully grown, gives birth to death. Do not be deceived, my beloved.
Every generous act of giving, with every perfect gift, is from above, coming down from the Father of lights, with whom there is no variation or shadow due to change. In fulfilment of his own purpose he gave us birth by the word of truth, so that we would become a kind of first fruits of his creatures.
You must understand this, my beloved: let everyone be quick to listen, slow to speak, slow to anger; for your anger does not produce God's righteousness. Therefore rid yourselves of all sordidness and rank growth of wickedness, and welcome with meekness the implanted word that has the power to save your souls.
But be doers of the word, and not merely hearers who deceive themselves. For if any are hearers of the word and not doers, they are like those who look at themselves in a mirror; for they look at themselves and, on going away, immediately forget what they were like. But those who look into the perfect law, the law of liberty, and persevere, being not hearers who forget but doers who actthey will be blessed in their doing.
If any think they are religious, and do not bridle their tongues but deceive their hearts, their religion is worthless. Religion that is pure and undefiled before God, the Father, is this: to care for orphans and widows in their distress, and to keep oneself unstained by the world.
The Benedictus (Morning),
the Magnificat (Evening), or Nunc dimittis (Night) may follow.
Make your ways known upon earth, Lord God,
your saving power among all peoples.
Renew your Church in holiness,
and help us to serve you with joy.
Guide the leaders of this and every nation,
that justice may prevail throughout the world.
Let not the needy be forgotten,
nor the hope of the poor be taken away.
Make us instruments of your peace
and let your glory be over all the earth.
In the depths of our isolation,
we cry to you, Lord God;
give light in our darkness
and bring us out of the prison of our despair;
through Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen.
in a time of turmoil and confusion
you raised up your servant William White,
and endowed him with wisdom, patience,
and a reconciling temper,
that he might lead your Church
into ways of stability and peace:
Hear our prayer, and give us wise and faithful leaders,
that through their ministry
your people may be blessed and your will be done;
through Jesus Christ our Lord,
who lives and reigns with you and the Holy Spirit,
one God, now and for ever. Amen.
Gathering our prayers and praises into one,
let us pray as our Savior has taught us.
- The Lord's Prayer
You have opened to us the Scriptures, O Christ.
Abide with us, we pray,
that, blessed by your royal presence,
we may walk with you
all the days of our life,
and at its end behold you
in the glory of the eternal Trinity,
one God for ever and ever. 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 and closing sentence are adapted from _Book of Common Worship_, (c) 1993 Westminster / John Knox Press.
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