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Arch Bishop Micheal Ralph Vendegna S.O.S.M.A.

Office Readings


  • Thursday 21 January 2021

    Saint Agnes, Virgin, Martyr 
    on Thursday of week 2 in Ordinary Time


    Office of Readings


    Introduction (without Invitatory)

    If this is the first Hour that you are reciting today, use the version with the Invitatory Psalm instead.


    O God, come to our aid.
    O Lord, make haste to help us.
    Glory be to the Father and to the Son
    and to the Holy Spirit,
    as it was in the beginning,
    is now, and ever shall be,
    world without end.
    Amen. Alleluia.


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    Hymn

    The martyrs living now with Christ
    In suffering were tried,
    Their anguish overcome by love
    When on his cross they died.

    Across the centuries they come,
    In constancy unmoved,
    Their loving hearts make no complaint,
    In silence they are proved.

    No man has ever measured love,
    Or weighed it in his hand,
    But God who knows the inmost heart
    Gives them the promised land.

    Praise Father, Son and Spirit blest,
    Who guides us through the night
    In ways that reach beyond the stars
    To everlasting light.

    Francis E. Mostyn (1860-1939)

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    Psalm 43 (44)
    In time of defeat


    “In all these trials, we triumph through the power of him who has shown his love for us” (Rom 8:37).

    It was you who saved us, Lord: we will praise your name without ceasing.

    We heard with our own ears, O God,
    our fathers have told us the story
    of the things you did in their days,
    you yourself, in days long ago.

    To plant them you uprooted the nations;
    to let them spread you laid peoples low.
    No sword of their own won the land;
    no arm of their own brought them victory.
    It was your right hand, your arm
    and the light of your face; for you loved them.

    It is you, my king, my God,
    who granted victories to Jacob.
    Through you we beat down our foes;
    in your name we trampled down our aggressors.

    For it was not in my bow that I trusted
    nor yet was I saved by my sword:
    it was you who saved us from our foes,
    it was you who put our foes to shame.
    All day long our boast was in God
    and we praised your name without ceasing.

    Glory be to the Father and to the Son
    and to the Holy Spirit,
    as it was in the beginning,
    is now, and ever shall be,
    world without end.
    Amen.

    It was you who saved us, Lord: we will praise your name without ceasing.


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    Psalm 43 (44)

    Spare us, Lord, do not let your people be put to shame.

    Yet now you have rejected us, disgraced us;
    you no longer go forth with our armies.
    You make us retreat from the foe
    and our enemies plunder us at will.

    You make us like sheep for the slaughter
    and scatter us among the nations.
    You sell your own people for nothing
    and make no profit by the sale.

    You make us the taunt of our neighbours,
    the laughing-stock of all who are near.
    Among the nations, you make us a byword,
    among the peoples a thing of derision.

    All day long my disgrace is before me;
    my face is covered with shame
    at the voice of the taunter, the scoffer,
    at the sight of the foe and avenger.

    Glory be to the Father and to the Son
    and to the Holy Spirit,
    as it was in the beginning,
    is now, and ever shall be,
    world without end.
    Amen.

    Spare us, Lord, do not let your people be put to shame.


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    Psalm 43 (44)

    Arise, Lord! Redeem us because of your love.

    This befell us though we had not forgotten you,
    though we had not been false to your covenant,
    though we had not withdrawn our hearts;
    though our feet had not strayed from your path.
    Yet you have crushed us in a place of sorrows
    and covered us with the shadow of death.

    Had we forgotten the name of our God
    or stretched out hands to another god,
    would not God have found this out,
    he who knows the secrets of the heart?
    It is for you that we face death all day long
    and are counted as sheep for the slaughter.

    Awake, O Lord, why do you sleep?
    Arise, do not reject us for ever!
    Why do you hide your face
    and forget our oppression and misery?

    For we are brought down low to the dust;
    our body lies prostrate on the earth.
    Stand up and come to our help!
    Redeem us because of your love!

    Glory be to the Father and to the Son
    and to the Holy Spirit,
    as it was in the beginning,
    is now, and ever shall be,
    world without end.
    Amen.

    Arise, Lord! Redeem us because of your love.


    Psalm-prayer

    Lord, rise up and come to our aid; with your strong arm lead us to freedom, as you mightily delivered our forefathers. Since you are the king who knows the secrets of our hearts, fill them with the light of truth.


    Or:

    Lord Jesus, you foretold that we would share in the persecutions that brought you to a violent death. The Church formed at the cost of your precious blood is even now conformed to your Passion; may it be transformed, now and eternally, by the power of your resurrection.


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    ℣. Anguish and distress have taken hold of me.
    ℟. Yet will I delight in your commands.


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    Readings (official one-year cycle)

    First Reading
    Deuteronomy 9:7-21,25-29
    The sin of the people and Moses' intercession

    These are the words that Moses spoke beyond Jordan to the whole of Israel:
    Remember; never forget how you provoked the Lord your God in the wilderness. From the day you came out of the land of Egypt you have been rebels against the Lord. At Horeb you provoked the Lord, and the Lord was so angry with you that he was ready to destroy you. I had gone up the mountain to receive the tablets of stone, the tablets of the covenant that the Lord was making with you. I stayed forty days and forty nights on the mountain, eating no bread, drinking no water. The Lord gave me the two stone tablets inscribed by the finger of God, and all the words on them that the Lord had spoken to you on the mountain from the midst of the fire on the day of the Assembly. At the end of the forty days and forty nights, after he had given me the two tablets of stone, the tablets of the covenant, the Lord said to me, “Leave this place, go down quickly, for your people whom you brought out of Egypt have broken faith. They have been quick to leave the way I marked out for them; they have made themselves an idol of cast metal.” Then the Lord said to me, “I have seen this people, and what a headstrong people they are! Let me destroy them, and wipe out their name from under heaven, and make out of you a nation mightier and greater than they.”
    So I went down the mountain again and it was blazing with fire, and in my hands were the two tablets of the covenant. And I looked and there you were, you had been sinning against the Lord your God. You had made yourself a calf of cast metal; you had been quick to leave the way the Lord marked out for you. I seized the two tablets and with my two hands threw them down and broke them before your eyes. Then I fell prostrate before the Lord; as before, I passed forty days and forty nights eating no bread and drinking no water, for all the sin you had committed in doing what was displeasing to the Lord, thus arousing his anger. For I was afraid of this anger, of the fury which so roused the Lord against you that he was ready to destroy you. And once more the Lord heard my prayer. The Lord was enraged with Aaron too and was ready to destroy him, and I pleaded for Aaron also. That work of sin, the calf you had made, I took and burned and broke to pieces, and grinding it to fine dust I threw its dust into the stream that comes down from the mountain.
    So I fell prostrate before the Lord and lay there these forty days and forty nights, for the Lord had said he would destroy you. And I pleaded with the Lord. My Lord, I said, do not destroy your people, your heritage whom in your greatness you have redeemed, whom you have brought out of Egypt with your mighty hand. Remember your servants, Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob; take no notice of this people’s stubbornness, their wickedness, and their sin, so that it may not be said in the land from which you brought us, “The Lord was not able to bring them to the land he promised them. It was because he hated them that he brought them out, to die in the wilderness.” But they are your people and your heritage whom you brought out by your great power and your outstretched arm.


    Responsory
    Ex 32:11-14, 33:17

    ℟. Moses pleaded with the Lord his God. Lord, he said, why vent your anger against this people of yours? Let the storm of your anger pass; remember Abraham, Isaac and Jacob, to whom you swore to give a land flowing with milk and honey.* So the Lord relented and did not bring on his people the disaster he had threatened.
    ℣. The Lord said to Moses, ‘You have won my favour. You alone do I know above all others.’* So the Lord relented and did not bring on his people the disaster he had threatened.


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    Second Reading
    From a treatise On Virgins by Saint Ambrose, bishop
    Too young to be punished, yet old enough for a martyr's crown

    Today is the birthday of a virgin; let us imitate her purity. It is the birthday of a martyr; let us offer ourselves in sacrifice. It is the birthday of Saint Agnes, who is said to have suffered martyrdom at the age of twelve. The cruelty that did not spare her youth shows all the more clearly the power of faith in finding one so young to bear it witness.
    There was little or no room in that small body for a wound. Though she could scarcely receive the blow, she could rise superior to it. Girls of her age cannot bear even their parents’ frowns and, pricked by a needle, weep as for a serious wound. Yet she shows no fear of the blood-stained hands of her executioners. She stands undaunted by heavy, clanking chains. She offers her whole body to be put to the sword by fierce soldiers. She is too young to know of death, yet is ready to face it. Dragged against her will to the altars, she stretches out her hands to the Lord in the midst of the flames, making the triumphant sign of Christ the victor on the altars of sacrilege. She puts her neck and hands in iron chains, but no chain can hold fast her tiny limbs.
    A new kind of martyrdom! Too young to be punished, yet old enough for a martyr’s crown; unfitted for the contest, yet effortless in victory, she shows herself a master in valour despite the handicap of youth. As a bride she would not be hastening to join her husband with the same joy she shows as a virgin on her way to punishment, crowned not with flowers but with holiness of life, adorned not with braided hair but with Christ himself.
    In the midst of tears, she sheds no tears herself. The crowds marvel at her recklessness in throwing away her life untasted, as if she had already lived life to the full. All are amazed that one not yet of legal age can give her testimony to God. So she succeeds in convincing others of her testimony about God, though her testimony in human affairs could not yet be accepted. What is beyond the power of nature, they argue, must come from its creator.
    What menaces there were from the executioner, to frighten her; what promises made, to win her over; what influential people desired her in marriage! She answered: “To hope that any other will please me does wrong to my Spouse. I will be his who first chose me for himself. Executioner, why do you delay? If eyes that I do not want can desire this body, then let it perish.” She stood still, she prayed, she offered her neck.
    You could see fear in the eyes of the executioner, as if he were the one condemned; his right hand trembled, his face grew pale as he saw the girl’s peril, while she had no fear for herself. One victim, but a twin martyrdom, to modesty and to religion; Agnes preserved her virginity, and gained a martyr’s crown.


    Responsory

    ℟. Let us keep the feast of blessed Agnes, and recall the kind of suffering she endured:* in the full flower of her youth she died, and found life.
    ℣. She chose to love the Author of life alone;* in the full flower of her youth she died, and found life.


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    Let us pray.

    Almighty, ever-living God,
    you choose what is weak in the world to shame what is strong.
    Grant that, as we celebrate the martyrdom of Saint Agnes,
    we may follow her example of steadfastness in faith.
    Through our Lord Jesus Christ, your Son,
    who lives and reigns with you in the unity of the Holy Spirit,
    one God, for ever and ever.
    Amen.


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    Let us praise the Lord.
    – Thanks be to God.


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