Prayer for the Evening
Vigil of the Thirtieth Sunday in Ordinary Time
The name of Jesus is a name above all names:
let us praise him.
Glory to the Father, and to the Son,
and to the Holy Spirit, as it was in the beginning,
is now, and will be forever. Amen. Alleluia!
There is a Name I love to hear,
I love to sing its worth;
It sounds like music in my ear,
The sweetest Name on earth.
It tells me of a Savior’s love,
Who died to set me free;
It tells me of His Precious Blood,
The sinner’s perfect plea.
It tells of One whose loving heart
Can feel my deepest woe,
Who in each sorrow bears apart,
That none can bear below.
Jesus, the Name I love so well,
The Name I love to hear:
No saint on earth its worth can tell,
Nor heart conceive how dear.
Jesus, son of David, have pity on me. (Mk 10:47)
The name of the Lord is so sacred that, at the time of Jesus, it was considered too holy even to be pronounced aloud. But with the coming of Christ, we have come to know God as Father and experience the intercession of his Son. May we, like the blind man Bartimaeus, call upon the name of Jesus often, for it is in his name that we are saved.
Praise, O servants of the Lord,
praise the name of the Lord!
May the name of the Lord be blessed
both now and forevermore!
From the rising of the sun to its setting
praised be the name of the Lord!
High above all nations is the Lord,
above the heavens his glory.
Who is like the Lord, our God,
who has risen on high to his throne
yet stoops from the heights to look down,
to look down upon heaven and earth?
From the dust, he lifts up the lowly,
from his misery, he raises the poor
to set him in the company of princes,
yes, with the princes of his people.
To the childless wife, he gives a home
and gladdens her heart with children.
Glory to the Father….
Word of God. Philippians 2:9-11
God greatly exalted him/ and bestowed on him the name/ that is above every name,/ that at the name of Jesus/ every knee should bend,/ of those in heaven and on earth and under the earth,/ and every tongue confess that/ Jesus Christ is Lord,/ to the glory of God the Father.
When all the nations of the earth see you bearing the name of the Lord, they will stand in awe of you.
Canticle of Mary
Blessed is he who comes in the name of the Lord. (Jn 12:13)
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,
[h]e has scattered the pride 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 forever.
Glory to the Father…
Bartimaeus was persistent in his cries for help because he believed the Lord could heal him. Let us also be persistent in our prayers that he may also heal us. We pray:
R/Christ Jesus, hear us.
We are afflicted by the wounds of sin:
– anoint us with the balm of your love. R/
We are blind to the truth of the Gospel:
– open the eyes of our hearts. R/
We need your healing words:
– let us hear your soothing voice. R/
May the God of peace himself make us perfectly holy and may we entirely, spirit, soul, and body, be preserved blameless for the coming of our Lord Jesus Christ. Amen. (cf. 1 Thes 5:23)
Antiphon for the Memorial of Our Lady of the Rosary, October 7
Devoutly let us celebrate today’s solemnity
of the Most Holy Rosary of Mary the Mother of God, that she may intercede for us
before our Lord Jesus Christ.
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.