Saturday of the Fourth Week of Lent
May the working of your mercy O Lord, we pray, direct our hearts aright, for without your grace we cannont find favour in your sight. Through our Lord.
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On this third anniversary of the start of this blog, blogging is lighter than usual as I have had some troubles with uploading photos correctly; I hope this will be resolved shortly.
Meantime, an anticipation of the Sunday of Lazarus:
V. The Lord be with you.
R. And with your spirit.
V. Lift up your hearts.
R. We lift them up to the Lord.
V. Let us give thanks to the Lord our God.
R. It is right and just.
It is truly right and just, our duty and our salvation,
always and everywhere to give you thanks,
Lord, Holy Father, almighty and eternal God,
Through Christ our Lord.
For as true man he wept for Lazarus his friend
and as eternal God raised him from the tomb,
just, as taking pity on the human race,
he leads us by sacred mysteries to new life.
Through him the host of Angels adores your majesty
and rejoices in your presence for ever.
May our voices, we pray join with theirs
in one chorus of exultant praise, as we acclaim:
Holy, Holy, Holy Lord God of Hosts…