Prayer for the Evening
Vigil of the Twelfth Sunday in Ordinary Time
The Lord is with us like a mighty champion:
let us turn to him with confidence and love.
Glory to the Father…. Alleluia!
The waves were crashing all around.
I feared. No helper came.
My heart, awaking, came unbound:
I called upon God’s name.
How swiftly was I borne above
The terror of the wave!
The Lord unfolded me in love.
“Behold!” He said, “I save!”
What though the waves are growing strong?
His voice is stronger still.
What though the stormy nights are long
For those who do His will?
The Lord is standing on the shore.
His eyes are on the sea.
He lives to safeguard and restore
At length, tranquility.
PSALM 31:2-6, 8b-9, 12ab, 15-16
The Lord is with me, like a mighty champion:/ my persecutors will stumble, they will not triumph. (Jer 20:11)
Like Jeremiah, we may sometimes find ourselves beset on every side by hostility from people or circumstances too great for us to overcome. With Jeremiah, let us entrust ourselves to God’s all-loving and all-powerful protection.
In you, O Lord, I take refuge.
Let me never be put to shame.
In your justice, set me free,
hear me and speedily rescue me.
Be a rock of refuge for me,
a mighty stronghold to save me,
for you are my rock, my stronghold.
For your name’s sake, lead me and guide me.
Release me from the snares they have hidden
for you are my refuge, Lord.
Into your hands I commend my spirit.
It is you who will redeem me, Lord.
You who have seen my affliction
and taken heed of my soul’s distress,
have not handed me over to the enemy,
but set my feet at large.
In the face of all my foes
I am a reproach,
an object of scorn to my neighbors
and of fear to my friends.
But as for me, I trust in you, Lord,
I say: “You are my God.
My life is in your hands, deliver me
from the hands of those who hate me.”
Glory to the Father….
Word of God (Isaiah 35:3-4)
Strengthen the hands that are feeble,/ make firm the knees that are weak,/ Say to those whose hearts are frightened:/ Be strong, fear not!/ Here is your God,/ he comes with vindication;/ With divine recompense/ he comes to save you.
Have no fear before them,/ because I am with you
to deliver you, says the Lord. (Jer 1:8)
CANTICLE OF MARY
I command you: be firm and steadfast! Do not fear nor be dismayed, for the Lord, your God, is with you wherever you go. (Jos 1:9)
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…
With trust in God’s power and love, let us pray:
R/In you, O Lord, we take refuge.
When circumstances threaten to overwhelm us:
– let us put our trust in you: R/
When enemies and even friends and loved ones seem to turn against us:
– let us love even those we fear: R/
When all our resources fail us:
– let us remember that your love will never fail: R/
May we receive a blessing from the Lord, the God of Israel, under whose wings we have come for refuge. Amen. (cf. Ru 2:12)
Mary is the immaculate lily,
who brought forth Christ the imperishable rose.
O holy Mother of God,
who gave birth to Christ the Lamb,
the Word incarnate from you;
O most holy Virgin,
who have astonished the hosts of angels;
stupendous is the miracle in heaven:
a woman clothed with the sun
carrying in her arms the Light.
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.