Be gracious to me, O Lord, for I am in distress;
my eye is wasted from grief;
my soul and my body also.
For my life is spent with sorrow,
and my years with sighing;
my strength fails because of my iniquity,
and my bones waste away.
Because of all my adversaries I have become a reproach,
especially to my neighbors,
and an object of dread to my acquaintances;
those who see me in the street flee from me.
I have been forgotten like one who is dead;
I have become like a broken vessel.
For I hear the whispering of many—
terror on every side!—
as they scheme together against me,
as they plot to take my life.
But I trust in you, O Lord;
I say, “You are my God.”
My times are in your hand;
rescue me from the hand of my enemies and from my persecutors!
Make your face shine on your servant;
save me in your steadfast love!
sound :: J.S. Bach Sonata No. 1 in G Minor, BWV 1001 II. Fuga Allegro, Chris Thile, mandolin (2013)
image :: Grey Tube Shelter, Henry Moore (1940)
You have called us to be Your children
and have promised that those who suffer with Christ
will be heirs with Him in Your glory:
Arm us with such trust in Him
that we may ask no rest from His demands
and have no fear in His service;
through Jesus Christ our Lord,
who lives and reigns with You and the Holy Spirit,
one God, for ever and ever. Amen
The Book of Common Prayer