Vespers: Thursday, wk 1

During Lent, this O.T. Canticle, based on Micah 7:14,15,18-20,
replaces the one for ordinary time

Shepherd your people with your staff,
the flock that belongs to you,
living alone in the forest,
in the midst of a garden land.

Let them feed in Bashan and Gilead,
as in the days of old.
As when you came out from Egypt,
show us marvelous things.

What god can compare with you,
taking faults away, pardoning crime?
You do not hold your anger forever,
but delight in showing compassion.

You will again have mercy on us,
and tread our faults underfoot.
You will cast all our sins
into the depths of the sea.

You will show faithfulness to Jacob,
unswerving loyalty to Abraham,
as you have sworn to our ancestors
in days long ago.

Psalm 75  (Praise God the just judge)

We praise you, God, and give thanks;
your Name is on our lips
as we proclaim your marvels.

At a time that I will choose,
I will judge with justice.
Earth and all people will tremble,
but I hold firm its pillars.

To the proud I say: Stop your boasting;
to the wicked: Do not vaunt your strength.
Do not vaunt your strength against heaven,
nor raise your voice with such pride.

Not from east or west, nor from the desert,
comes the power to raise you up.
From God alone comes judgment:
some are put down, others are exalted.
There is a cup in the hand of God,
that is filled with spiced wine,
to be poured out upon the earth,
from which all the wicked must drink.

But I will rejoice forever,
and sing praise to the God of Jacob,
who will break off the power of the wicked,

while the strength of the just is exalted.

Psalm 142  (Prayer in abandonment)
To you, O God, I cry aloud,
I plead with you for mercy.
Before you I pour out my troubles,
making known to you my distress.
Within me my spirit is weakened,
but you know my path, O God.
Along the way on which I walk,
they have hidden a trap for me.
I look to the right and see
that I have no friend at my side.
I have no place of refuge,
and no one who cares for me.
Therefore I cry out to you;
I say: “You are my refuge.
O God, you are my portion
in the land of the living.”
O, hear my cry for help,
for I am brought very low.
Save me from those who attack me;
they are too strong for me.
Set me free from this prison,
that I may praise your name.
The just will gather around me,

and know of your goodness to me.

Psalm 145  (Praise of God’s glory)
I will extol you, O God, my king,
and bless your Name forever!
Every day I will bless you,
and praise your Name forever.
You are great, most worthy of praise;
who can fathom your greatness?

All ages will praise your works,
and declare your mighty deeds.
I reflect on your majesty and splendor;
I meditate on your wonders.
People speak of your wondrous works,
and proclaim your greatness.
They publish the memory of your goodness,
sing with joy of your deeds of justice.
You are gracious and merciful, O God,
slow to anger and full of kindness.
You are loving and good to all;
your compassion embraces all people.
O God, all your works give you praise,
and your faithful people bless you.
They make known the glory of your reign;
to everyone they speak of your power,
That all may know of your mighty deeds,
and the glorious splendor of your reign,
for yours is an eternal kingdom,
your rule is from age to age.

You are faithful in all your words,
and gracious in all your deeds.
You support all those who stumble,
raise up all who are bowed down.

All eyes look to you with hope;
you provide their food in due season.
Your hand is opened wide
to satisfy the needs of all creatures.

You are faithful and just in your ways;
all your works, O God, are full of love.
You are near to all who call you,
who seek you with hearts sincere.

You fulfill the hopes of all who fear you;
you hear their cry and you help them.
You protect all those who love you,
but all that is evil you destroy.

My mouth speaks your praise, O God;
may everyone bless your holy Name,
forever, for ages unending.

O.T. Canticle, based on Hebrews 1:1-3; 2:9-11,13

In the past God spoke in varied ways
to our ancestors through the prophets,
but in our time, these last days,
God has spoken to us through Christ Jesus.

God created the universe through Christ,
who was made heir of all things.
Christ, a reflection of God’s glory,
is the perfect likeness of God’s own being.

And we see Jesus, who for a little while
was made lower than the angels,
now crowned with glory and honor,
because of the suffering of death.

Indeed it was fitting that God
in bringing many children to glory,
should make the pioneed of their salvation
perfect through suffering.

Jusus is not ashamed
to call us broghers and sisters,
by saying: Here I am,
and the children God has given me.


Psalms Trans. © Benedictine Sisters of Perpetual Adoration, 2008