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Back to EpisodesThe Eleventh Wednesday After Pentecost
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Opening
Blessed be God: Father, Son, and Holy Spirit.
And blessed be his kingdom, now and for ever. Amen.
Come, let us worship God our King.
Come, let us worship Christ, our King and our God.
Come, let us worship Christ among us, our King and our God.
Holy God,
holy and mighty,
holy immortal one,
have mercy upon us. (3x)
Glory be to the + Father and to the Son and to the Holy Spirit,
now and always and forever and ever. Amen.
From Psalm 51
Open my lips, O Lord, *
and my mouth shall proclaim your praise.
Create in me a clean heart, O God, *
and renew a right spirit within me.
Cast me not away from your presence *
and take not your holy Spirit from me.
Give me the joy of your saving help again *
and sustain me with your bountiful Spirit.
Glory be to the + Father and to the Son and to the Holy Spirit,
now and always and forever and ever. Amen.
A Psalm
Psalm 31
In te, Domine, speravi
In you, O Lord, have I taken refuge; let me never be put to shame; deliver me in your righteousness.
Incline your ear to me; make haste to deliver me.
Be my strong rock, a castle to keep me safe, for you are my crag and my stronghold; for the sake of your Name, lead me and guide me.
Take me out of the net that they have secretly set for me, for you are my tower of strength.
Into your hands I commend my spirit, for you have redeemed me, O Lord, O God of truth.
I hate those who cling to worthless idols, and I put my trust in the Lord.
I will rejoice and be glad because of your mercy; for you have seen my affliction; you know my distress.
You have not shut me up in the power of the enemy; you have set my feet in an open place.
Have mercy on me, O Lord, for I am in trouble; my eye is consumed with sorrow, and also my throat and my belly.
For my life is wasted with grief, and my years with sighing; my strength fails me because of affliction, and my bones are consumed.
I have become a reproach to all my enemies and even to my neighbors, a dismay to those of my acquaintance; when they see me in the street they avoid me.
I am forgotten like a dead man, out of mind; I am as useless as a broken pot.
For I have heard the whispering of the crowd; fear is all around; they put their heads together against me; they plot to take my life.
But as for me, I have trusted in you, O Lord. I have said, “You are my God.
My times are in your hand; rescue me from the hand of my enemies, and from those who persecute me.
Make your face to shine upon your servant, and in your loving-kindness save me.”
Lord, let me not be ashamed for having called upon you; rather, let the wicked be put to shame; let them be silent in the grave.
Let the lying lips be silenced which speak against the righteous, haughtily, disdainfully, and with contempt.
How great is your goodness, O Lord! which you have laid up for those who fear you; which you have done in the sight of all for those who put their trust in you.
You hide them in the covert of your presence from those who slander them; you keep them in your shelter from the strife of tongues.
Blessed be the Lord! for he has shown me the wonders of his love in a besieged city.
Yet I said in my alarm, “I have been cut off from the sight of your eyes.”
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