29th Matins

Psalm 64

For the director of music. A psalm of David.

1 Listen and help, O God.
    I’m reduced to a whine
And a whimper, obsessed
    with feelings of doomsday.

2-6 Don’t let them find me—
    the conspirators out to get me,
Using their tongues as weapons,
    flinging poison words,
    poison-tipped arrow-words.
They shoot from ambush,
    shoot without warning,
    not caring who they hit.
They keep fit doing calisthenics
    of evil purpose,
They keep lists of the traps
    they’ve secretly set.
They say to each other,
    “No one can catch us,
    no one can detect our perfect crime.”
The Detective detects the mystery
    in the dark of the cellar heart.

7-8 The God of the Arrow shoots!
    They double up in pain,
Fall flat on their faces
    in full view of the grinning crowd.

9-10 Everyone sees it. God’s
    work is the talk of the town.
Be glad, good people! Fly to God!
    Good-hearted people, make praise your habit.

Collect

Creator God,
We praise you for your love in coming to us,
unworthy though we are.
Give us grace to accept the Christ who comes in your name,
and the courage to be Christ for others;
through the Word made flesh,
even Jesus Christ our Lord . . .
Amen.

Thanksgiving

Thank Him for 3 things that happened today (Good or Not!)

Prayer

O Living God,
in Jesus Christ you were laid in the tomb at this evening hour
and so sanctified the grave,
to be the bed of hope to your people.
Give us courage and faith to die dailyto our sin and pride,
the even as this flesh and blood decays,
our lives still may grow in you,
that at our last day, our dying may be done so well,
that we live in you for ever.
Amen

MIDNIGHT PRAYER (Matins)

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