Prayer for the Evening
Christ suffered that we might rejoice:
come, let us give thanks and praise!
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. Alleluia!
This hymn can be sung to the tune used for
Alleluia! Alleluia! Let the Holy Anthem Rise
See, the streams of living waters,
Springing from eternal love,
Well supply thy sons and daughters,
And all fear of want remove.
Who can faint while such a river
Ever flows their thirst to assuage?
Grace which like the Lord, the giver,
Never fails from age to age.
PSALM 69:2-4, 14-16
My friends it is who wrong me;/ before God my eyes drop tears. (Jb 16:20)
Jesus wept the tears of suffering humanity and, weeping, transformed them into the waters of life. These waters, flowing from his wounded side, wash away all the tears that stain the face of a sorrowing world.
Save me, O God,
for the waters have risen to my neck.
I have sunk into the mud of the deep
and there is no foothold.
I have entered the waters of the deep
and the waves overwhelm me.
I am wearied with all my crying,
my throat is parched.
My eyes are wasted away
from looking for my God.
This is my prayer to you,
my prayer for your favor.
In your great love, answer me, O God,
with your help that never fails:
rescue me from sinking in the mud;
save me from my foes.
Save me from the waters of the deep
lest the waves overwhelm me.
Do not let the deep engulf me
nor death close its mouth on me.
Glory to the Father….
Word of God (Ezekiel 47:1b, 8-9a)
I saw water flowing out from beneath the threshold of the temple toward the east, for the façade of the temple was toward the east.… He said to me, “This water flows into the eastern district down upon the Arabah, and empties into the sea, the salt waters, which it makes fresh. Wherever the river flows, every sort of living creature that can multiply shall live.”
One soldier thrust his lance into his side,
and immediately blood and water flowed out.
CANTICLE OF MARY
Jesus said, “Destroy this temple and in three days I will raise it up.” He was speaking about the temple of his body. (cf. Jn 2:19, 21)
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 Jesus Christ, our compassionate high priest, who was tempted in every way that we are but did not sin.
R/Listen to your people’s plea!
Lord Jesus, you wept over Jerusalem:
– grant conversion of heart to all those who have rejected you. R/
Lord Jesus, you wept over the death of Lazarus:
– comfort those who mourn. R/
Lord Jesus, you suffered sorrow and distress in the garden of Gethsemane:
– abide with those who watch alone tonight in pain and fear. R/
May the God of all grace who called us to his eternal glory through Christ Jesus restore, confirm, strengthen, and establish us after we have suffered a little. Amen. (cf. 1 Pt 5:10)
Antiphon for the Memorial of
Our Lady of the Rosary,
The daughters of Zion saw her flourishing
in blossoms of roses,
and pronounced her most blessed.
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.