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Liturgy of the Hours Vol. II:
Ordinary: 1045
Proper of Seasons: 733
Psalter: Friday, Week III, 1454
Office of Readings for Friday in Week 3 of Easter
God, come to my assistance.
— Lord, make haste to help me.
Glory to the Father, and to the Son, and to the Holy Spirit:
— as it was in the beginning, is now, and will be for ever. Amen. Alleluia.
HYMN
O Blessed tree where wooden sign
Embraced our sin to Christ our kind
Dear Christ enjoined each one to be
A branch of this life-giving tree.
O summer did our youthful years
Uncertain faith revalue us deeds
Sustained by Christ’s enthusing grain
Our mouths will shout for joy again.
When autumn clothes and youth is cold
When lives a happy others warm
When to us all the Christ will come
With gifts of beauty, wisdom, love.
As winter comes as winters must
We grieve our last return to dust
Still then with Christ our souls did bring
And trust the promise of the spring.
Christ only mine Christ living tree
Give grace for this blessed mystery
That one and love let us revive
Then join us to the tree alive.
Amen.
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PSALMODY
Ant. 1 I am worn out with crying, with longing for my God, alleluia.
Psalm 69:2-22; 30-37
I am consumed with zeal for your house
They offered him a mixture of wine and gall (Matthew 27:34).
I
Save me, O God,
for the waters have risen to my neck.
I have sunk into the mud of the deep
and there is no foothold.
I have entered the waters of the deep
and the waves overwhelm me.
I am wearied with all my crying,
my throat is parched.
My eyes are wasted away
from looking for my God.
More numerous than the hairs on my head
are those who hate without cause.
Those who attack me with lies
are too much for my strength.
How can I restore
what I have never stolen?
O God, you know my sinful folly;
my sins you can see.
Let not those who hope in you be put to shame
through me, Lord of hosts:
let not those who seek you be dismayed
through me, God of Israel.
It is for you that I suffer taunts,
that shame covers my face,
that I have become a stranger to my brothers,
an alien to my own mother’s sons.
I burn with zeal for your house
and taunts against you fall on me.
When I afflict my soul with fasting
they make it a taunt against me.
When I put on sackcloth and mourning
then they make me a byword,
the gossip of men at the gates,
the subject of drunkard’s songs.
Glory to the Father, and to the Son, and to the Holy Spirit:
— as it was in the beginning, is now, and will be for ever. Amen.
Ant. I am worn out with crying, with longing for my God, alleluia.
Ant. 2 I needed food and they gave me gall; I was parched with thirst and they gave me vinegar, alleluia.
II
This is my prayer to you,
my prayer for your favor.
In your great love, answer me, O God,
with your help that never fails;
rescue me from sinking in the mud,
save me from my foes.
Save me from the waters of the deep
lest the waves overwhelm me.
Do not let the deep engulf me