Psalm 119:49-72
49Remember your word to your servant, *
because you have given me hope.
50This is my comfort in my trouble, *
that your promise gives me life.
51The proud have derided me cruelly, *
but I have not turned from your law.
52When I remember your judgments of old, *
O LORD, I take great confort.
53I am filled with a burning rage, *
because of the wicked who forsake your law.
54Your statutes have been like songs to me *
wherever I have lived as a stranger.
55I remember your Name in the night, O LORD, *
and dwell upon your law.
56This is how it has been with me, *
because I have kept your commandments.
Heth Portio mea, Domine
57You only are my portion, O LORD; *
I have promised to keep your words.
58I entreat you with all my heart, *
be merciful to me according to your promise.
59I have considered my ways *
and turned my feet toward your decrees.
60I hasten and do not tarry *
to keep your commandments.
61Though the cords of the wicked entangle me, *
I do not forget your law.
62At midnight I will rise to give you thanks, *
because of your righteous judgments.
63I am a companion of all who fear you *
and of those who keep your commandments.
64The earth, O LORD, is full of your love; *
instruct me in your statutes.
Teth Bonitatem fecisti
65O LORD, you have dealt graciously with your servant, *
according to your word.
66Teach me discernment and knowledge, *
for I have believed in your commandments.
67Before I was afflicted I went astray, *
but now I keep your word.
68You are good and you bring forth good; *
instruct me in your statutes.
69The proud have smeared me with lies, *
but I will keep your commandments with my whole heart.
70Their heart is gross and fat, *
but my delight is in your law.
71It is good for me that I have been afflicted, *
that I might learn your statutes.
72The law of your mouth is dearer to me *
than thousands in gold and silver.
A Prayer Attributed to St. Francis
Lord, make us instruments of your peace. Where there is hatred, let us sow love; where there is injury, pardon; where there is discord, union; where there is doubt, faith; where there is despair, hope; where there is darkness, light; where there is sadness, joy. Grant that we may not so much seek to be consoled as to console; to be understood as to understand; to be loved as to love. For it is in giving that we receive; it is in pardoning that we are pardoned; and it is in dying that we are born to eternal life. Amen.
