OREMUS: 31 January 2012

Steve Benner steve.benner at oremus.org
Mon Jan 30 17:00:01 GMT 2012

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OREMUS for January 31

Lord, open our lips,
and our mouth shall proclaim your praise.

Do not be afraid,
says the Lord,
for I am with you.
Let us worship God.

Blessed are you,
O God of of all the prophets,
you knew us and chose us
before you formed us in the womb.
You fill us with faith
that speaks your word,
hope that does  not disappoint,
and love that bears all things for your sake,
until that day when we shall know you fully,
even as we are known by you.
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. 


Psalm 147

Alleluia! How good it is
to sing praises to our God!*
 how pleasant it is
 to honour him with praise! 
The Lord rebuilds Jerusalem;*
 he gathers the exiles of Israel. 
He heals the brokenhearted*
 and binds up their wounds. 
He counts the number of the stars*
 and calls them all by their names. 
Great is our Lord and mighty in power;*
 there is no limit to his wisdom. 
The Lord lifts up the lowly,*
 but casts the wicked to the ground. 
Sing to the Lord with thanksgiving;*
 make music to our God upon the harp. 
He covers the heavens with clouds*
 and prepares rain for the earth; 
He makes grass
to grow upon the mountains*
 and green plants to serve us all.   
He provides food for flocks and herds*
 and for the young ravens when they cry. 
He is not impressed
by the might of a horse,*
 he has no pleasure in human strength;   
But the Lord has pleasure
in those who fear him,*
 in those who await his gracious favour. 
Worship the Lord, O Jerusalem;*
 praise your God, O Zion; 
For he has strengthened
the bars of your gates;*
 he has blessed your children within you. 
He has established peace on your borders;*
 he satisfies you with the finest wheat. 
He sends out his command to the earth,*
 and his word runs very swiftly. 
He gives snow like wool;*
 he scatters hoarfrost like ashes. 
He scatters his hail like bread crumbs;*
 who can stand against his cold? 
He sends forth his word and melts them;*
 he blows with his wind and the waters flow. 
He declares his word to Jacob,*
 his statutes and his judgements to Israel. 
He has not done so to any other nation;*
 to them he has not revealed his judgements.

Psalm 148

Alleluia! Praise the Lord from the heavens;*
 praise him in the heights. 
Praise him, all you angels of his;*
 praise him, all his host. 
Praise him, sun and moon;*
 praise him, all you shining stars. 
Praise him, heaven of heavens,*
 and you waters above the heavens. 
Let them praise the name of the Lord;*
 for he commanded and they were created. 
He made them stand fast for ever and ever;*
 he gave them a law
 which shall not pass away. 
Praise the Lord from the earth,*
 you sea-monsters and all deeps; 
Fire and hail, snow and fog,*
 tempestuous wind, doing his will; 
Mountains and all hills,*
 fruit trees and all cedars; 
Wild beasts and all cattle,*
 creeping things and winged birds; 
Kings of the earth and all peoples,*
 princes and all rulers of the world; 
Young men and maidens,*
 old and young together. 
Let them praise the name of the Lord,*
 for his name only is exalted,
 his splendour is over earth and heaven. 
He has raised up strength for his people
and praise for all his loyal servants,*
 the children of Israel,
 a people who are near him. Alleluia! 

Psalm 149

Alleluia! Sing to the Lord a new song;*
 sing his praise
 in the congregation of the faithful. 
Let Israel rejoice in his maker;*
 let the children of Zion
 be joyful in their king. 
Let them praise his name in the dance;*
 let them sing praise to him
 with timbrel and harp. 
For the Lord takes pleasure in his people*
 and adorns the poor with victory. 
Let the faithful rejoice in triumph;*
 let them be joyful on their beds. 
Let the praises of God be in their throat*
 and a two-edged sword in their hand; 
To wreak vengeance on the nations*
 and punishment on the peoples; 
To bind their kings in chains*
 and their nobles with links of iron; 
To inflict on them the judgement decreed;*
 this is glory for all his faithful people.

Psalm 150

Alleluia! Praise God in his holy temple;*
 praise him in the firmament of his power. 
Praise him for his mighty acts;*
 praise him for his excellent greatness. 
Praise him with the blast of the ram’s-horn;*
 praise him with lyre and harp. 
Praise him with timbrel and dance;*
 praise him with strings and pipe. 
Praise him with resounding cymbals;*
 praise him with loud-clanging cymbals. 
Let everything that has breath*
 praise the Lord. Alleluia! 

FIRST READING [Genesis 12:9-13:1]:

And Abram journeyed on by stages towards the Negeb. 

Now there was a famine in the land. So Abram went down to Egypt to reside there as an alien, for the famine was severe in the land. When he was about to enter Egypt, he said to his wife Sarai, 'I know well that you are a woman beautiful in appearance; and when the Egyptians see you, they will say, “This is his wife”; then they will kill me, but they will let you live. Say you are my sister, so that it may go well with me because of you, and that my life may be spared on your account.' When Abram entered Egypt the Egyptians saw that the woman was very beautiful. When the officials of Pharaoh saw her, they praised her to Pharaoh. And the woman was taken into Pharaoh's house. And for her sake he dealt well with Abram; and he had sheep, oxen, male donkeys, male and female slaves, female donkeys, and camels. 

But the Lord afflicted Pharaoh and his house with great plagues because of Sarai, Abram's wife. So Pharaoh called Abram, and said, 'What is this you have done to me? Why did you not tell me that she was your wife? Why did you say, “She is my sister”, so that I took her for my wife? Now then, here is your wife; take her, and be gone.' And Pharaoh gave his men orders concerning him; and they set him on the way, with his wife and all that he had. 

So Abram went up from Egypt, he and his wife and all that he had, and Lot with him, into the Negeb. 

Words: Thomas H Gill (1819-1906)
Tune: Cornwall (886 D)

Not, Lord, Thine ancient works alone,
Thy wonders to past ages shown,
Make our glad spirits glow;
Our eyes behold Thy works of might;
On us full beam Thy wonders bright;
The living God we know.

We joy not only to be told
How with Thy saints and seers of old
Thou madest sweet abode:
We of Thy presence bright can tell;
Thou in Thy living saints dost dwell:
We trust the living God.

Thou settest us each task divine;
We bless that helping hand of Thine,
This strength by Thee bestowed:
Thou minglest in the glorious fight,
Thine own the cause, Thine own the might;
We serve the living God.

Ah! soon we droop; ah! soon we tire;
Our fainting hearts new strength require,
Again would quickened be:
We ask no priest; we seek no shrine;
To Thee we come, for life divine,
Thou living God, to Thee!

O more than satisfy our need;
Our inmost divine desires exceed;
Our daily quickener be:
Thou living God, possess us still;
Thy wondrous life in us fulfil,
Our blessed life in Thee!

SECOND READING [Hebrews 11:32-40]:

And what more should I say? For time would fail me to tell of Gideon, Barak, Samson, Jephthah, of David and Samuel and the prophets— who through faith conquered kingdoms, administered justice, obtained promises, shut the mouths of lions, quenched raging fire, escaped the edge of the sword, won strength out of weakness, became mighty in war, put foreign armies to flight. Women received their dead by resurrection. Others were tortured, refusing to accept release, in order to obtain a better resurrection. Others suffered mocking and flogging, and even chains and imprisonment. They were stoned to death, they were sawn in two, they were killed by the sword; they went about in skins of sheep and goats, destitute, persecuted, tormented— of whom the world was not worthy. They wandered in deserts and mountains, and in caves and holes in the ground. 

Yet all these, though they were commended for their faith, did not receive what was promised, since God had provided something better so that they would not, without us, be made perfect. 

The Benedictus (Morning), 
the Magnificat (Evening), or Nunc dimittis (Night) may follow.

Almighty God, 
you bring your chosen people
together in one communion, 
in the body of your Son, Jesus Christ our Lord.  
We rejoice in your light and your peace 
for your whole Church in heaven and on earth.
Lord of mercy:
Lord, hear us.

Give to all who mourn
a sure confidence in your loving care, 
that we may cast all our sorrow on you, 
and know the consolation of your love.
Lord of mercy:
Lord, hear us.

Give your faithful people pardon and peace, 
that we may be cleansed from all our sins, 
and serve you with a quiet mind.
Lord of mercy:
Lord, hear us.

Give us strength to meet the days ahead 
in the joyful expectation of eternal life
with those you love.
Lord of mercy:
Lord, hear us.

Give to us who are still in our pilgrimage, 
and who walk as yet by faith, 
your Holy Spirit to lead us 
in holiness and righteousness all our days.
Lord of mercy:
Lord, hear us.

May all who have been made one with Christ 
in his death and in his resurrection 
die to sin and rise to newness of life.
Lord of mercy:
Lord, hear us.

Lord God, King of the Universe,
you show the bright glory of your reign
in acts of mercy and enduring love:
raise the spirits of the downcast
and restore those who have fallen away,
that your Church may continually sing of your saving help;
through 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

May we always delight
in the blessing of your life-giving grace. 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 sentence is Jeremiah 1:8. The opening prayer of thanksgiving is adapted from a prayer reprinted from _Revised Common Lectionary Prayers_, copyright (c) 2002 Consultation on Common Texts. The closing sentence is adapted from a prayer in the 1998 Sacramentary. 

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