Psalm 137:1-6
1By the waters of Babylon we sat down and wept, *
when we remembered you, O Zion.
2As for our harps, we hung them up *
on the trees in the midst of that land.
3For those who led us away captive asked us for a song,
and our oppressors called for mirth: *
“Sing us one of the songs of Zion.”
4How shall we sing the Lord’s song *
upon an alien soil?
5If I forget you, O Jerusalem, *
let my right hand forget its skill.
6Let my tongue cleave to the roof of my mouth
if I do not remember you, *
if I do not set Jerusalem above my highest joy.
Collect of the Day: Proper 22
Almighty and everlasting God, you are always more ready to hear than we to pray, and to give more than we either desire or deserve: Pour upon us the abundance of your mercy, forgiving us those things of which our conscience is afraid, and giving us those good things for which we are not worthy to ask, except through the merits and mediation of Jesus Christ our Savior; who lives and reigns with you and the Holy Spirit, one God, for ever and ever. Amen.
Image Credit: Study of Hands (recto); Study for a Reclining St. Francis (verso), ca. 1628–30, Daniele Crespi
Metropolitan Museum of Art’s Open Access Collection
