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Matins - Friday after Ash Wednesday

In the Name of the Father and of + the Son and of the Holy Spirit.
Amen.

The Invitatory and Psalter

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

O God, make speed to save us;
O Lord, make haste to help us. 

Glory be to the Father, and to the Son, and to the Holy Spirit:
as it was in the beginning, is now, and ever shall be,
world without end. Amen

Praise the Lord;
The Lord’s name be praised

¶ Then follows the Invitatory Psalm with a Lenten antiphon. 

Lenten Antiphon
The Lord is full of compassion and mercy: Come let us adore him.

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Come, let us sing to the Lord; *
 let us shout for joy to the Rock of our salvation.
Let us come before his presence with thanksgiving *
 and raise a loud shout to him with psalms.

For the Lord is a great God, *
 and a great King above all gods.
In his hand are the caverns of the earth, *
 and the heights of the hills are his also.
The sea is his, for he made it, *
 and his hands have molded the dry land.

Come, let us bow down, and bend the knee, *
 and kneel before the Lord our Maker.
For he is our God,
and we are the people of his pasture and the sheep of his hand. *
 Oh, that today you would hearken to his voice!

Harden not your hearts,
as your forebears did in the wilderness, *
at Meribah, and on that day at Massah,
when they tempted me.

They put me to the test, *
 though they had seen my works.

Forty years long I detested that generation and said, *

 "This people are wayward in their hearts;
they do not know my ways.”
So I swore in my wrath, *
 "They shall not enter into my rest.”

Glory be to the Father, and to the Son, and to the Holy Spirit:
as it was in the beginning, is now, and ever shall be,
world without end. Amen

Lenten Antiphon
The Lord is full of compassion and mercy: Come let us adore him.

The Psalms

Antiphon 1

They gave me gall to eat, and when I was thirsty they gave me vinegar to drink.

Psalm 69:1-23

Save me, O God,

 for the waters have risen up to my neck.

I am sinking in deep mire,

 and there is no firm ground for my feet.

I have come into deep waters,

 and the torrent washes over me.

I have grown weary with my crying; 

my throat is inflamed;

 my eyes have failed from looking for my God.

Those who hate me without a cause are more than the hairs of my head; 

my lying foes who would destroy me are mighty.

 Must I then give back what I never stole?

O God, you know my foolishness,

 and my faults are not hidden from you.

Let not those who hope in you be put to shame through me, Lord God of hosts;

 let not those who seek you be disgraced because of me, O God of Israel.

Surely, for your sake have I suffered reproach,

 and shame has covered my face.

I have become a stranger to my own kindred,

 an alien to my mother’s children.

Zeal for your house has eaten me up;

 the scorn of those who scorn you has fallen upon me.

I humbled myself with fasting,

 but that was turned to my reproach.

I put on sack-cloth also,

 and became a byword among them.

Those who sit at the gate murmur against me,

 and the drunkards make songs about me.

But as for me, this is my prayer to you,

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