Prayer for the Evening
Our help comes from the Lord
who made heaven and earth.
Glory to the Father, and to the Son,
and to the Holy Spirit, as it was in the beginning,
is now, and will be for ever. Amen.
So deep your love, so reckless, sure,
You loved us even in our sin:
Pursued us, shared our pain and death,
Determined at the last to win!
Embrace, enfold us in your breath;
So warmed, may we be set ablaze.
Close draw us to your wounded side—
The wounds we bear will then be grace.
You had gone astray like sheep, but you have now returned to the shepherd and guardian of your souls. (1 Pt 2:25)
Our help comes from the Lord Jesus Christ, crucified upon Mount Calvary for our salvation.
I lift up my eyes to the mountains:
from where shall come my help?
My help shall come from the Lord
who made heaven and earth.
May he never allow you to stumble!
Let him sleep not, your guard.
No, he sleeps not nor slumbers,
The Lord is your guard and your shade;
at your right side he stands.
By day the sun shall not smite you
nor the moon in the night.
The Lord will guard you from evil,
he will guard your soul.
The Lord will guard your going and coming
both now and for ever.
Glory to the Father….
Word of God (1 Peter 2:21, 23-24)
To this you have been called, because Christ also suffered for you, leaving you an example that you should follow in his footsteps. When he was insulted, he returned no insult; when he suffered, he did not threaten; instead, he handed himself over to the one who judges justly. He himself bore our sins in his body upon the cross, so that, free from sin, we might live for righteousness. By his wounds you have been healed.
Our help shall come from the Lord.
Canticle of Mary
Upon him was the chastisement that makes us whole,/ by his stripes we were healed. (Is 53:5)
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…
Let us pray to the Lord who died upon the cross for our redemption:
R/Guard us from evil!
When you were struck, you turned the other cheek:
– grant us your spirit of forgiveness. R/
When you were condemned, you redeemed your tormentors:
– grant us your spirit of love. R/
When you were put to death, you raised a sinful world to life:
– grant us your spirit of healing and reconciliation. R/
Peace be to all, and love with faith, from God the Father and the Lord Jesus Christ. Amen. (cf. Eph 6:23)
Antiphon for the Feast of the Presentation of the Lord, February 2
Today the Blessed Virgin Mary
presented the Child Jesus in the Temple;
and Simeon, filled with the Holy Spirit,
took him into his arms,
and blessed God forever.
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.
Ave, Regina caelorum,
Ave, Domina angelorum,
Salve, radix, salve, porta,
Ex qua mundo lux est orta.
Gaude, Virgo gloriosa,
Super omnes speciosa;
Vale, O valde decora,
Et pro nobis Christum exora.
Hail, O Queen of heaven enthroned.
Hail, by angels mistress owned.
Root of Jesse, Gate of morn
Whence the world’s true light was born:
Glorious Virgin, joy to thee,
Loveliest whom in heaven they see;
Fairest thou, where all are fair,
Plead with Christ our souls to spare.