Prayer for the Evening
God is our life and our hope! Let us praise him.
Glory to the Father…. Alleluia!
Ye choirs of New Jerusalem,
Your sweetest notes employ,
The paschal victory to hymn
In strains of holy joy.
For Judah’s Lion bursts his chains,
Crushing the serpent’s head;
And cries aloud through death’s domains
To wake th’imprisoned dead.
From hell’s devouring jaws the prey
Alone our Leader bore;
His ransomed hosts pursue their way
Where Jesus goes before.
Triumphant in his glory now
To him all power is given;
To him in one communion bow
All saints in earth and heaven.
Psalm 88:2-3, 12-15
Concerning the resurrection of the dead, have you not read what was said to you by God, “I am the God of Abraham, the God of Isaac, and the God of Jacob”? He is not the God of the dead but of the living. (Mt 22:31-32)
Saint Paul tells us in this morning’s reading that, “If Christ has not been raised, your faith is vain.” If we live only for the present time our faith is in vain. Let us live for heaven and for the resurrection. In this way we will have the joy of knowing God in this life and the next.
Lord my God, I call for help by day;
I cry at night before you.
Let my prayer come into your presence.
O turn your ear to my cry.
Will your love be told in the grave
or your faithfulness among the dead?
Will your wonders be known in the dark
or your justice in the land of oblivion?
As for me, Lord, I call to you for help:
in the morning my prayer comes before you.
Lord, why do you reject me?
Why do you hide your face?
Glory to the Father….
Word of God. 2 Maccabees 12:43-45
He then took up a collection among all his soldiers, amounting to two thousand silver drachmas, which he sent to Jerusalem to provide for an expiatory sacrifice. In doing this he acted in a very excellent and noble way, inasmuch as he had the resurrection of the dead in view; for if he were not expecting the fallen to rise again, it would have been useless and foolish to pray for them in death. But if he did this with a view to the splendid reward that awaits those who had gone to rest in godliness, it was a holy and pious thought.
I am the resurrection and the life; whoever believes in me,
even if he dies, will live, and everyone who lives and
believes in me will never die. (Jn 11:25-26)
Canticle of Mary
The Son of Man has risen from the dead. (cf. Mk 9:9)
My soul proclaims the greatness of the Lord,
my spirit rejoices in God my Savior
for he has looked with favor on his lowly servant.
From this day all generations will call me blessed:
the Almighty has done great things for me,
and holy is his Name.
He has mercy on those who fear him
in every generation.
He has shown the strength of his arm,
he has scattered the proud in their conceit.
He has cast down the mighty from their thrones,
and has lifted up the lowly.
He has filled the hungry with good things,
and the rich he has sent away empty.
He has come to the help of his servant Israel
for he has remembered his promise of mercy,
the promise he made to our fathers,
to Abraham and his children for ever.
Glory to the Father…
The Lord has risen and given us eternal life. Let us pray to him:
R/Lead us to everlasting life!
When we feel lost and afraid,
– make us mindful of the future you hold out for us. R/
Through all the mundane activities of our day,
– open our hearts to know and do your will for us. R/
At the hour of our death,
– let us see you as you are, and rejoice in your love. R/
May we be strong in the grace that is in Christ Jesus. Amen. (cf. 2 Tm 2:1)
Your praise, O Virgin Mary, shall not recede
from the mouths of men,
who have ever been mindful of the power of the Lord,
for whom you did not spare your life.
Salve, Regina, mater misericordiae;
vita, dulcedo, et spes nostra, salve.
Ad te clamamus, exsules filii Evae.
Ad te suspiramus, gementes et flentes
in hac lacrimarum valle.
Eia ergo, advocata nostra,
illos tuos misericordes oculos
ad nos converte.
Et Iesum, benedictum fructum ventris tui,
nobis post hoc exsilium ostende.
O clemens, O pia, O dulcis Virgo Maria.
Hail, holy Queen, mother of mercy,
our life, our sweetness, and our hope.
To you do we cry,
poor banished children of Eve.
To you do we send up our sighs,
mourning and weeping in this valley of tears.
Turn then, O most gracious advocate,
your eyes of mercy toward us,
and after this our exile
show unto us the blessed fruit of your womb, Jesus.
O clement, O loving, O sweet Virgin Mary.
V/ Pray for us, O holy Mother of God,
R/ That we may be made worthy of the promises of Christ.