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Arch Bishop Micheal Ralph Vendegna S.O.S.M.A.

Office Readings


  • Friday 1 May 2020

    Friday of the 3rd week of Eastertide 
    or Saint Joseph the Worker 


    Office of Readings


    Introduction (without Invitatory)

    If this is the first Hour that you are reciting today, use the version with the Invitatory Psalm instead.


    O God, come to our aid.
    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. Alleluia.


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    Hymn

    Love’s redeeming work is done,
    fought the fight, the battle won.
    Lo, our Sun’s eclipse is o’er!
    Lo, he sets in blood no more!

    Vain the stone, the watch, the seal!
    Christ has burst the gates of hell;
    death in vain forbids him rise;
    Christ has opened paradise.

    Lives again our victor King;
    where, O death, is now thy sting?
    Dying once, he all doth save;
    where thy victory, O grave?

    Soar we now where Christ has led,
    following our exalted Head;
    made like him, like him we rise,
    ours the cross, the grave, the skies.

    Hail the Lord of earth and heaven!
    Praise to thee by both be given:
    thee we greet triumphant now;
    hail, the Resurrection thou!


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    Psalm 68 (69)
    I am consumed with zeal for your house


    “They gave him wine to drink mixed with gall” (Mt 27:34).

    I am wearied with all my crying as I await my God. Alleluia.

    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 me 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 those who hope in you not 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 in mourning
    then they make me a byword,
    the gossip of men at the gates,
    the subject of drunkards’ songs.

    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.

    I am wearied with all my crying as I await my God. Alleluia.


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    Psalm 68 (69)

    For food they gave me poison, and in my thirst they gave me vinegar to drink.

    This is my prayer to you,
    my prayer for your favour.
    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
    nor death close its mouth on me.

    Lord, answer, for your love is kind;
    in your compassion, turn towards me.
    Do not hide your face from your servant;
    answer quickly for I am in distress.
    Come close to my soul and redeem me;
    ransom me pressed by my foes.

    You know how they taunt and deride me;
    my oppressors are all before you.
    Taunts have broken my heart;
    I have reached the end of my strength.
    I looked in vain for compassion,
    for consolers; not one could I find.

    For food they gave me poison;
    in my thirst they gave me vinegar to drink.

    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.

    For food they gave me poison, and in my thirst they gave me vinegar to drink.


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    Psalm 68 (69)

    Seek the Lord, and he will give life to your soul. Alleluia.

    As for me in my poverty and pain
    let your help, O God, lift me up.

    I will praise God’s name with a song;
    I will glorify him with thanksgiving.
    A gift pleasing God more than oxen,
    more than beasts prepared for sacrifice.

    The poor when they see it will be glad
    and God-seeking hearts will revive;
    for the Lord listens to the needy
    and does not spurn his servants in their chains.
    Let the heavens and the earth give him praise,
    the sea and all its living creatures.

    For God will bring help to Sion
    and rebuild the cities of Judah
    and men shall dwell there in possession.
    The sons of his servants shall inherit it;
    those who love his name shall dwell there.

    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.

    Seek the Lord, and he will give life to your soul. Alleluia.


    Psalm-prayer

    God our Father, to show the way of salvation, you chose that the standard of the cross should go before us, and you fulfilled the ancient prophecies in Christ’s passover from death to life. Do not let us rouse your burning indignation by sin, but rather, through the contemplation of his wounds, make us burn with zeal for the honour of your Church and with grateful love for you.


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    ℣. Heaven and earth rejoice, O Christ, alleluia.
    ℟. Because you have risen from the dead, alleluia.


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    Readings (official one-year cycle)

    First Reading
    Apocalypse 10:1-11
    The call of the seer is renewed

    Then I saw another powerful angel coming down from heaven, wrapped in a cloud, with a rainbow over his head; his face was like the sun, and his legs were pillars of fire. In his hand he had a small scroll, unrolled; he put his right foot in the sea and his left foot on the land and he shouted so loud, it was like a lion roaring. At this, seven claps of thunder made themselves heard and when the seven thunderclaps had spoken, I was preparing to write, when I heard a voice from heaven say to me, ‘Keep the words of the seven thunderclaps secret and do not write them down.’ Then the angel that I had seen, standing on the sea and the land, raised his right hand to heaven, and swore by the One who lives for ever and ever, and made heaven and all that is in it, and earth and all it bears, and the sea and all it holds, ‘The time of waiting is over; at the time when the seventh angel is heard sounding his trumpet, God’s secret intention will be fulfilled, just as he announced in the Good News told to his servants the prophets.’
    Then I heard the voice I had heard from heaven speaking to me again. ‘Go,’ it said ‘and take that open scroll out of the hand of the angel standing on sea and land.’ I went to the angel and asked him to give me the small scroll, and he said, ‘Take it and eat it; it will turn your stomach sour, but in your mouth it will taste as sweet as honey.’ So I took it out of the angel’s hand, and swallowed it; it was as sweet as honey in my mouth, but when I had eaten it my stomach turned sour. Then I was told, ‘You are to prophesy again, this time about many different nations and countries and languages and emperors.’


    Responsory
    Rv 10:7; Mt 24:30

    ℟. When the trumpet sounds, then God will accomplish his secret plan,* as he announced to his servants, the prophets: alleluia.
    ℣. Then will appear in heaven the sign that heralds the Son of Man. All the peoples of the earth will see him coming on the clouds of heaven with great power and glory,* as he announced to his servants, the prophets: alleluia.


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    Second Reading
    From a sermon by Saint Ephraem, deacon
    The cross of Christ gives life to the human race

    Death trampled our Lord underfoot, but he in his turn treated death as a highroad for his own feet. He submitted to it, enduring it willingly, because by this means he would be able to destroy death in spite of itself. Death had its own way when our Lord went out from Jerusalem carrying his cross; but when by a loud cry from that cross he summoned the dead from the underworld, death was powerless to prevent it.
    Death slew him by means of the body which he had assumed, but that same body proved to be the weapon with which he conquered death. Concealed beneath the cloak of his manhood, his godhead engaged death in combat; but in slaying our Lord, death itself was slain. It was able to kill natural human life, but was itself killed by the life that is above the nature of man.
    Death could not devour our Lord unless he possessed a body, neither could hell swallow him up unless he bore our flesh; and so he came in search of a chariot in which to ride to the underworld. This chariot was the body which he received from the Virgin; in it he invaded death’s fortress, broke open its strong-room and scattered all its treasure.
    At length he came upon Eve, the mother of all the living. She was that vineyard whose enclosure her own hands had enabled death to violate, so that she could taste its fruit; thus the mother of all the living became the source of death for every living creature. But in her stead Mary grew up, a new vine in place of the old. Christ, the new life, dwelt within her. When death, with its customary impudence, came foraging for her mortal fruit, it encountered its own destruction in the hidden life that fruit contained. All unsuspecting, it swallowed him up, and in so doing released life itself and set free a multitude of men.
    He who was also the carpenter’s glorious son set up his cross above death’s all-consuming jaws, and led the human race into the dwelling place of life. Since a tree had brought about the downfall of mankind, it was upon a tree that mankind crossed over to the realm of life. Bitter was the branch that had once been grafted upon that ancient tree, but sweet the young shoot that has now been grafted in, the shoot in which we are meant to recognise the Lord whom no creature can resist.
    We give glory to you, Lord, who raised up your cross to span the jaws of death like a bridge by which souls might pass from the region of the dead to the land of the living. We give glory to you who put on the body of a single mortal man and made it the source of life for every other mortal man. You are incontestably alive. Your murderers sowed your living body in the earth as farmers sow grain, but it sprang up and yielded an abundant harvest of men raised from the dead.
    Come then, my brothers and sisters, let us offer our Lord the great and all-embracing sacrifice of our love, pouring out our treasury of hymns and prayers before him who offered his cross in sacrifice to God for the enrichment of us all.


    Responsory

    ℟. Death, where is your victory? Death, where is your sting? Now the sting of death is sin,* but let us thank God for giving us victory over sin through our Lord Jesus Christ, alleluia.
    ℣. We have the spirit of faith, and we believe that he who raised the Lord Jesus to life will raise us with Jesus in our turn;* but let us thank God for giving us victory over sin through our Lord Jesus Christ, alleluia.


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    Let us pray.

    Almighty God,
    we have come to know the grace of our Lord’s resurrection.
    Grant that through the love of your Spirit
    we may rise to new life.
    Through our Lord Jesus Christ, your Son,
    who lives and reigns with you in the unity of the Holy Spirit,
    one God, for ever and ever.
    Amen.


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    Let us praise the Lord.
    – Thanks be to God.


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