Prayer for the Evening
The Lord listens to the needy:
let us give him thanks and praise.
Glory to the Father…. Alleluia!
Almighty God! your power controls
The surging sea that ceaseless rolls;
Its waves obey thy high behest,
And mount to heav’n, or sink to rest.
Creation owns its rightful Lord,
And bows submissive to thy word;
No will against thy will prevails,
He sinks to earth who God assails.
When passions surge within the soul,
As waves before the tempest roll;
When wild desires the heart entice
From yielding aught to sacrifice,
Then, Lord, command the surge to cease,
And give the soul your lasting peace;
For you have power who stilled the sea
That wildly raged at Galilee.
PSALM 69:2-3, 15b-19, 33-35
He said, “Come.” Peter got out of the boat and began to walk on the water toward Jesus. (Mt 14:29)
The chaos of the sea represented to the Hebrew mind the forces of uncontrollable disintegration at work in death. The risen Christ gives us the courage to walk across even those terrifying waters toward his outstretched hand, for his arm is strong to save us even from their power.
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.
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.
Lord, answer, for your love is kind;
in your compassion, turn towards me.
Do not hide your face from your servant;
answer quickly for I am in distress.
Come close to my soul and redeem me;
ransom me pressed by my foes.
The poor when they see it will be glad
and God-seeking hearts will revive;
for the Lord listens to the needy
and does not spurn his servants in their chains.
Let the heavens and the earth give him praise,
the sea and all its living creatures.
Glory to the Father….
Word of God (Jonah 2:3-4, 6, 7b-8)
Out of my distress I called to the Lord,/ and he answered me;/ From the midst of the netherworld I cried for help,/ and you heard my voice./ For you cast me into the deep, into the heart of the sea,/ and the flood enveloped me;/ All your breakers and your billows passed over me./ The waters swirled about me, threatening my life;/ the abyss enveloped me;/ seaweed clung about my head./ But you brought up my life from the pit,/ O Lord, my God.
When my soul fainted within me,/ I remembered the Lord;/ My prayer reached you/ in your holy temple.
But when he saw how [strong] the wind was he became frightened; and, beginning to sink, he cried out,
“Lord, save me!” (Mt 14:30)
CANTICLE OF MARY
Immediately Jesus stretched out his hand and caught him, and said to him, “O you of little faith, why did you doubt?” (Mt 14:31)
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 faith in the risen Lord, let us pray:
R/Save your people, Lord!
From the chaos of sin and death: R/
From the tumult of doubt and fear: R/
From the power of evil: R/
May the Lord rescue us from every evil threat and bring us safe to his heavenly kingdom. Amen. (cf. 2 Tm 4:18)
Antiphon for the Solemnity
of the Assumption of the Blessed Virgin Mary,
Virgin most prudent, where do you go forth,
shining exceedingly as the dawn?
Daughter of Zion, you are all beautiful and gracious,
fair as the moon, bright as the sun.
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.