Monday at Sext – My eyes are ever toward the Lord. ~Psalm Antiphon, with Psalm 25 ~Image: Crucifix in the Church of the Visitation, St. Augustine’s House
Seventh Sunday of the Year – Bless the LORD, O my soul, and all that is within me, bless his holy name. Bless the LORD, O my soul, and forget not all his benefits. He forgives all your sins and heals all your infirmities. ~Psalm 103: 1-3
February 18 – Blessed Martin Luther, Renewer of the Church – (10 November 1483 – 18 February 1546). Almighty God, we praise you for the men and women you have sent to call the Church to its tasks and renew its life such as your servant Martin. Raise up in our own day teachers...
Friday at Lauds – R: Let me hear of your loving kindness in the morning. V: Teach me the way I should go. R: In the morning. V: Glory to the Father, and to the Son, and to the Holy Spirit. R: Let me hear of your loving kindness in the morning. ~Responsory
Thursday at Lauds – Give ear to my words, O LORD; give heed to my sighing. Hearken to the sound of my cry, my King and my God, for to you I pray. O LORD, in the morning you hear my voice; in the morning I plead my case to you and watch. -Psalm...
Wednesday at Lauds – Be merciful to me, O God, be merciful to me, for in you my soul takes refuge; in the shadow of your wings I will take refuge, till the storms of destruction pass by. ~Psalm 57: 1,2. “This Psalm tells of our Lord’s passion.” ~Saint Augustine
February 14 – SS. Cyril and Methodius, Missionaries to the Slavs – Two Byzantine Greek brothers born in Thessaloniki in the 9th century. They became missionaries of Christianity among the Slavic peoples of Bulgaria, Great Moravia and Pannonia. Through their work they influenced the cultural development of all Slavs, for which they received the...
Monday at Lauds – Make a joyful noise to the LORD, all the lands! Serve the LORD with gladness! Come into his presence with singing! ~Psalm 100: 1
Sunday at Terce – Blessed are those who walk in your law, O Lord! ~Psalm Antiphon, with Psalm 119: 1-32
Saturday at Lauds – Each phantom of the night depart, Each thought of guilt forsake the heart; Let every ill that darkness brought Beneath its shade now come to nought. ~Office Hymn, st. 2