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Tempora: Feria III infra Hebdomadam I post Epiphaniam
1. O God of truth, O Lord of might, Who orderest time and change aright, Who send’st the early morning ray, And light’st the glow of perfect day: 2. Extinguish thou each sinful fire, And banish every ill desire; And while thou keep’st the body whole, Shed forth thy peace upon the soul. 3. Almighty Father, hear our cry, Through Jesus Christ, our Lord most High, Who, with the Holy Ghost and thee, Doth live and reign eternally. Amen.
But thou hast upheld me, O Lord, * and hast established me in thy sight for ever.
Blessed is he that understandeth concerning the needy and the poor: * the Lord will deliver him in the evil day.
The Lord preserve him and give him life, and make him blessed upon the earth: * and deliver him not up to the will of his enemies.
The Lord help him on his bed of sorrow: * thou hast turned all his couch in his sickness.
I said: O Lord, be thou merciful to me: * heal my soul, for I have sinned against thee.
My enemies have spoken evils against me: * when shall he die and his name perish?
And if he came in to see me, he spoke vain things: * his heart gathered together iniquity to itself.
He went out * and spoke to the same purpose.
All my enemies whispered together against me: * they devised evils to me.
They determined against me an unjust word: * shall he that sleepeth rise again no more?
For even the man of my peace, in whom I trusted, * who ate my bread, hath greatly supplanted me.
But thou, O Lord, have mercy on me, and raise me up again: * and I will requite them.
By this I know, that thou hast had a good will for me: * because my enemy shall not rejoice over me.
But thou hast upheld me by reason of my innocence: * and hast established me in thy sight for ever.
Blessed be the Lord the God of Israel from eternity to eternity. * So be it. So be it.
Glory be to the Father, and to the Son, * and to the Holy Ghost.
As it was in the beginning, is now, * and ever shall be, world without end. Amen.
As the hart panteth after the fountains of water; * so my soul panteth after thee, O God.
My soul hath thirsted after the strong living God; * when shall I come and appear before the face of God?
My tears have been my bread day and night, * whilst it is said to me daily: Where is thy God?
These things I remembered, and poured out my soul in me: * for I shall go over into the place of the wonderful tabernacle, even to the house of God:
With the voice of joy and praise; * the noise of one feasting.
Why art thou sad, O my soul? * and why dost thou trouble me?
Hope in God, for I will still give praise to him: * the salvation of my countenance, and my God.
Glory be to the Father, and to the Son, * and to the Holy Ghost.
As it was in the beginning, is now, * and ever shall be, world without end. Amen.
My soul is troubled within myself: * therefore will I remember thee from the land of Jordan and Hermoniim, from the little hill.
Deep calleth on deep, * at the noise of thy flood-gates.
All thy heights and thy billows * have passed over me.
In the daytime the Lord hath commanded his mercy; * and a canticle to him in the night.
With me is prayer to the God of my life. * I will say to God: Thou art my support.
Why hast thou forgotten me? * and why go I mourning, whilst my enemy afflicteth me?
Whilst my bones are broken, * my enemies who trouble me have reproached me;
Whilst they say to me day by day: Where is thy God? * Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and why dost thou disquiet me?
Hope thou in God, for I will still give praise to him: * the salvation of my countenance, and my God.
Glory be to the Father, and to the Son, * and to the Holy Ghost.
As it was in the beginning, is now, * and ever shall be, world without end. Amen.
But thou hast upheld me, O Lord, * and hast established me in thy sight for ever.
Leva in circúitu óculos tuos, et vide: † omnes isti congregáti sunt, venérunt tibi: * fílii tui de longe vénient, et fíliæ tuæ de látere surgent.
Lift up thy eyes round about, and see: all these are gathered together, they are come to thee: thy sons shall come from afar.
Orémus.
Deus, cuius Unigénitus in substántia nostræ carnis appáruit: † præsta, quǽsumus; ut per eum, quem símilem nobis foris agnóvimus, * intus reformári mereámur: †
Qui tecum vivit et regnat in unitáte Spíritus Sancti, Deus, * per ómnia sǽcula sæculórum.
O God, Whose only-begotten Son appeared in the substance of our flesh, grant, we beseech thee, that we who acknowledge His outward likeness to us may deserve to be inwardly refashioned in His image.
Who with thee liveth and reigneth, in the unity of the Holy Spirit, God, world without end.