OREMUS: 14 October 2011
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Thu Oct 13 23:11:59 GMT 2011
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OREMUS for October 14
Teresa of Avila, Teacher of the Faith, 1582
Lord, open our lips,
and our mouth shall proclaim your praise.
Blessed are you, eternal God,
whose loving power surveys all that you have made,
and beyond whose care there is nothing that has life or breath;
we bless you for your wisdom,
we give you thanks for your loving-kindness,
we praise you for your providence:
Father, Son, and Holy Spirit:
Blessed be God for ever!
An opening canticle may be sung.
Truly, God is good to Israel,*
to those who are pure in heart.
But as for me, my feet had nearly slipped;*
I had almost tripped and fallen;
Because I envied the proud*
and saw the prosperity of the wicked:
For they suffer no pain,*
and their bodies are sleek and sound;
In the misfortunes of others they have no share;*
they are not afflicted as others are;
Therefore they wear their pride like a necklace*
and wrap their violence about them like a cloak.
Their iniquity comes from gross minds,*
and their hearts overflow with wicked thoughts.
They scoff and speak maliciously;*
out of their haughtiness they plan oppression.
They set their mouths against the heavens,*
and their evil speech runs through the world.
And so the people turn to them*
and find in them no fault.
They say, 'How should God know?*
is there knowledge in the Most High?'
So then, these are the wicked;*
always at ease, they increase their wealth.
In vain have I kept my heart clean,*
and washed my hands in innocence.
I have been afflicted all day long,*
and punished every morning.
Had I gone on speaking this way,*
I should have betrayed the generation of your children.
When I tried to understand these things,*
it was too hard for me;
Until I entered the sanctuary of God*
and discerned the end of the wicked.
Surely, you set them in slippery places;*
you cast them down in ruin.
O how suddenly do they come to destruction,*
come to an end and perish from terror!
Like a dream when one awakens, O Lord,*
when you arise you will make their image vanish.
When my mind became embittered,*
I was sorely wounded in my heart.
I was stupid and had no understanding;*
I was like a brute beast in your presence.
Yet I am always with you;*
you hold me by my right hand.
You will guide me by your counsel,*
and afterwards receive me with glory.
Whom have I in heaven but you?*
and having you I desire nothing upon earth.
Though my flesh and my heart should waste away,*
God is the strength of my heart and my portion for ever.
Truly, those who forsake you will perish;*
you destroy all who are unfaithful.
But it is good for me to be near God;*
I have made the Lord God my refuge.
I will speak of all your works*
in the gates of the city of Zion.
Psalm 74 [CCP]
O God, why have you utterly cast us off?*
why is your wrath so hot
against the sheep of your pasture?
Remember your congregation that you purchased long ago,*
the tribe you redeemed to be your inheritance,
and Mount Zion where you dwell.
Turn your steps towards the endless ruins;*
the enemy has laid waste everything in your sanctuary.
Your adversaries roared in your holy place;*
they set up their banners as tokens of victory.
They were like men coming up with axes
to a grove of trees;*
they broke down all your carved work
with hatchets and hammers.
They set fire to your holy place;*
they defiled the dwellingplace of your name
and razed it to the ground.
They said to themselves, 'Let us destroy them altogether.'*
They burned down all the meetingplaces of God
in the land.
There are no signs for us to see;
there is no prophet left;*
there is not one among us who knows how long.
How long, O God, will the adversary scoff?*
will the enemy blaspheme your name for ever?
Why do you draw back your hand?*
why is your right hand hidden in your bosom?
Yet God is my king from ancient times,*
victorious in the midst of the earth.
You divided the sea by your might*
and shattered the heads of the dragons upon the waters;
You crushed the heads of Leviathan*
and gave him to the people of the desert for food.
You split open spring and torrent;*
you dried up everflowing rivers.
Yours is the day, yours also the night;*
you established the moon and the sun.
You fixed all the boundaries of the earth;*
you made both summer and winter.
Remember, O Lord, how the enemy scoffed,*
how a foolish people despised your name.
Do not hand over the life of your dove to wild beasts;*
never forget the lives of your poor.
Look upon your covenant;*
the dark places of the earth are haunts of violence.
Let not the oppressed turn away ashamed;*
let the poor and needy praise your name.
Arise, O God, maintain your cause;*
remember how fools revile you all day long.
Forget not the clamour of your adversaries,*
the unending tumult of those who rise up against you.
FIRST READING [Ezekiel 11.14end]:
Then the word of the Lord came to me: Mortal, your kinsfolk, your own kin, your fellow exiles, the whole house of Israel, all of them, are those of whom the inhabitants of Jerusalem have said, 'They have gone far from the Lord; to us this land is given for a possession.' Therefore say: Thus says the Lord God: Though I removed them far away among the nations, and though I scattered them among the countries, yet I have been a sanctuary to them for a little while in the countries where they have gone. Therefore say: Thus says the Lord God: I will gather you from the peoples, and assemble you out of the countries where you have been scattered, and I will give you the land of Israel. When they come there, they will remove from it all its detestable things and all its abominations. I will give them one heart, and put a new spirit within them; I will remove the heart of stone from their flesh and give them a heart of flesh, so that they may follow my statutes and keep my ordinances and obey them. Then they shall be my people, and I will be their God. But as for those whose heart goes after their detestable things and their abominations, I will bring their deeds upon their own heads, says the Lord God.
Then the cherubim lifted up their wings, with the wheels beside them; and the glory of the God of Israel was above them. And the glory of the Lord ascended from the middle of the city, and stopped on the mountain east of the city. The spirit lifted me up and brought me in a vision by the spirit of God into Chaldea, to the exiles. Then the vision that I had seen left me. And I told the exiles all the things that the Lord had shown me.
Words: Teresa of Avila (1545-1582); translation by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Nada te turbe, nada te espante.
Quien a Dios tiene nada le falta.
Nada te turbe, nada te espante.
Solo Dios basta.
Let nothing disturb thee,
Nothing affright thee;
All things are passing,
God never changeth!
Patient endurance attaineth to all things;
Who God possesseth in nothing is wanting;
Alone God sufficeth.
SECOND READING [John 17.20end]:
Jesus continued, 'I ask not only on behalf of these, but also on behalf of those who will believe in me through their word, that they may all be one. As you, Father, are in me and I am in you, may they also be in us, so that the world may believe that you have sent me. The glory that you have given me I have given them, so that they may be one, as we are one, I in them and you in me, that they may become completely one, so that the world may know that you have sent me and have loved them even as you have loved me. Father, I desire that those also, whom you have given me, may be with me where I am, to see my glory, which you have given me because you loved me before the foundation of the world.
'Righteous Father, the world does not know you, but I know you; and these know that you have sent me. I made your name known to them, and I will make it known, so that the love with which you have loved me may be in them, and I in them.'
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.
In the darkness of unknowing,
when your love seems absent
and your favour far away,
draw near to us, O God,
through Jesus Christ,
the forsaken one,
the risen one,
our Redeemer and our Lord. Amen.
Gracious and eternal God,
you desire that we should know you
and delight in your creation;
we give you thanks for Teresa,
your visionary and practical servant;
may her example encourage us
to learn the way of perfection,
in the spirit of Jesus Christ our Saviour. Amen.
Gathering our prayers and praises into one,
let us pray as our Savior has taught us.
- The Lord's Prayer
Let us make our way together, Lord;
wherever you go I must go:
and through whatever you pass,
there too I will pass. Amen.
The psalms are from _Celebrating Common Prayer_ (Mowbray), (c) The Society of Saint Francis 1992, which is used with permission.
The canticle is from _Common Worship: Daily Prayer, Preliminary
Edition_, copyright (c) The Archbishops' Council, 2002.
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 based on a prayer by Queen Anne. The closing sentence is by Teresa.
The second collect is from _For All the Saints_, Anglican Church of New Zealand.
Teresa was born into an aristocratic Spanish family in 1515. Following her mother's death, she was educated by Augustinian nuns and then ran away from home to enter a Carmelite convent when she was twenty. After initial difficulties in prayer, her intense mystical experiences attracted many disciples. She was inspired to reform the Carmelite rule and, assisted by St John of the Cross, she travelled throughout Spain founding many new religious houses for men as well as women. Her writings about her own spiritual life and progress in prayer towards union with God include The Way of Perfection and The Interior Castle, which are still acclaimed. She knew great physical suffering and died of exhaustion on 4 October 1582. Her feast is on 15 October because the very day after her death the reformed calendar was adopted and eleven days were omitted from October that year. [Exciting Holiness]
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