Lauds: Monday, wk 2

During Lent, this O.T. Canticle, based on Joel 2:12-18,
replaces the one for ordinary time

"Come back to me with all your heart."
It is your God who speaks.
"With fasting, weeping and mourning,
rend your hearts and not your garments."

Return to the Holy One your God,
who is all tenderness and compassion,
who is slow to anger, rich in kindness,
and always ready to relent.

Blow the trumpet in Zion!
Proclaim a fast, call an assembly;
gather the people together,
assemble the old and the young.

Between the vestibule and the altar,
let the priests lament and say:
"O God, spare your people!
Do not put your heritage to shame.

Why should it be said among the nations,
Where is their God?"
Then, moved to concern for the land,
God took pity on the people.

Psalm 139  (God’s knowledge and care)
 
You search me, O God, and you know me.
You know when I sit and when I stand;
from far away you know my desires.
 
You trace all my journeys and my resting;
you are familiar with all my ways.
Before a word is formed in my mouth,
you already know what I will say.
 
You go before me and you follow after;
you lay your hand upon me.
The wonder of your knowledge is beyond me,
too lofty for me to understand.
 
Where could I go from your spirit?
Where could I flee from your presence?
If I ascend to heaven, you are there.
And if I rest in Sheol, you are there.
 
If I would fly upon the wings of morning,
and settle at the limits of the sea,
even there your hand would guide me,
your right hand would be holding me.
 
If I say: “Let the darkness cover me,
and let the light around me turn to night,”
even darkness is not dark in your presence,
and the night is as bright as the day.

You created my inmost being,
knit me together in my mother’s womb.
I thank you for the wonder of my being,
for all the wonders you have created.

My body was not hidden from you,
when I was being fashioned in secret,
and woven in the depths of the earth;
you saw me, even then, in the womb.

All my days were written in your book,
before I had come into being.

How very deep, O God, are your thoughts,
and how great is the number of them!
They are more than the sand if I count them,
but I would need a life-span like your own.

O God, that you would crush all evildoing,
and keep the wicked far away from me!
They speak about you full of deceit;
with malice they rise up against you.

O God, should I not hate all who hate you,
despise all who rise up against you?
I detest all their evildoing,
and I consider them my enemies.
 
Search me, O God, and know my heart.
Test me and read my inmost thoughts,
to see if there is evil deep within me,
and lead me on the way of life eternal.

Psalm 93  (God’s everlasting reign)
 
God reigns, and is clothed with splendor,
robed in majesty, encircled with power.

The world you have firmly established;
from of old your throne has endured.
O God, from all eternity, you are!

The floods have lifted up, O God;
the floods have lifted up their rage;
the voice of the waters can be heard.
 
Above the roar of mighty waters,
more powerful than the breakers of the sea,
you are God, with majesty on high.
 
Your decrees are firm and enduring.
Holiness befits your house, O God,
until the end of time.

O.T. Canticle, based on Sirach 42:15-25

Now will I recall God’s works,
and describe what I have seen.
By a word all these works came into being,
to carry our what God has willed for them.

As all things are illumined by the sun,
so the glory of God fills all these works.
Even God’s holy ones lack the power
to tell of all these marvels.

The Most High possesses all knowledge,
and sees everything that is to come.
God makes known the past and the future,
and reveals all that is hidden.

Perennial is God’s almighty wisdom,
from everlasting, one and the same,
with nothing added, nothing taken away.
The Most High has no need for a counselor.

How lovely are the wonders of creation,
how beautiful to behold.
All the works of God endure forever,
to meet the need for which they came to be.

Although they differ, one from the other,
yet God has made nothing incomplete;
each supplements the virtues of the other.
Who can see too much of God’s glory?

Psalm 149  (Praise the God of salvation)
 
Sing to God a new song;
sing praise in the assembly of the faithful.
Let Israel rejoice in their maker,
Zion’s people exult in their king.
 
Let them praise God’s name with dancing,
sing praise with tambourine and lyre.
For God is pleased with them,
and crowns the poor with salvation.
 
Let the faithful rejoice in triumph,
sing for joy and take their rest.

Let the praise of God be on their lips,
and a two‑edged sword in their hands,
to wreak vengeance on the nations,
and punishment on the unfaithful;
 
To bind their rulers with chains,
and their nobles with fetters of iron.
Divine judgment will prevail;
this is glory for God’s faithful.

Psalms Trans. ©Benedictine Sisters of Perpetual Adoration, 2008