Prayer for the Evening
Vigil of the Twenty-Eighth Sunday in Ordinary Time
God has prepared a banquet for us:
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!
Jesus, Priest and Victim
For our ransom given,
Sent us by the Father
As a Gift from heaven;
Once on Calvary,
Thou still bidest with us
In this mystery.
Here, thyself thou givest
As a living Food
E’en thy very Godhead
With thy Flesh and Blood.
Thou hast bid us gladly
Of this Bread partake,
That thou mayest fill us
With thy life and grace.
Oh, we beg thee, Jesus,
Ever be our Bread,
That our hearts’ deep hunger
By thee may be fed.
May this pledge of glory
In thy goodness given
Lead us to behold thee
In the bliss of heaven.
Behold, I have prepared my banquet. (Mt 22:4)
On Sunday especially, the Lord invites us to the Eucharistic feast that anticipates the wedding feast of heaven. Wisdom urges us to accept the invitation. Let us hasten to the table with joy.
I will thank the Lord with all my heart
in the meeting of the just and their assembly.
Great are the works of the Lord;
to be pondered by all who love them.
Majestic and glorious his work,
his justice stands firm for ever.
He makes us remember his wonders.
The Lord is compassion and love.
He gives food to those who fear him;
keeps his covenant ever in mind.
He has shown his might to his people
by giving them the lands of the nations.
His works are justice and truth:
his precepts are all of them sure,
standing firm for ever and ever:
they are made in uprightness and truth.
He has sent deliverance to his people
and established his covenant for ever.
Holy his name, to be feared.
To fear the Lord is the first stage of wisdom;
all who do so prove themselves wise.
His praise shall last for ever!
Glory to the Father….
Word of God (Proverbs 9:1-5)
Wisdom has built her house,/ she has set up her seven columns;/ She has dressed her meat, mixed her wine,/ yes, she has spread her table./ She has sent out her maidens; she calls/ from the heights out over the city:/ “Let whoever is simple turn in here;/ to him who lacks understanding, I say,/ Come, eat of my food,/ and drink of the wine I have mixed!”
Blessed are those called to the supper of the Lamb!
(Order of Mass)
CANTICLE OF MARY
Come to the feast! (cf. Mt 22:4)
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…
Rich is the banquet God’s love has prepared for us. In gratitude, let us pray:
R/Your praise shall last for ever!
Giver of all good gifts,
– give us the Bread of life. R/
Father of the poor,
– admit us to the wedding feast of heaven. R/
Source of all good,
– prepare us for the feast of everlasting life. R/
May we so live in this world that we may feast at the wedding table of the Lamb in the heavenly Jerusalem. Amen.
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.