“A Mighty fortress is our God.” Psalm 142 (antiphon: v. 5)
5
I cry to you, O Lord;
I say, “You are my refuge,
my portion in the land of the living.”
You Are My Refuge
A Maskil of David, when he was in the cave. A Prayer.
142
With my voice I cry out to the Lord;
with my voice I plead for mercy to the Lord.
2
I pour out my complaint before him;
I tell my trouble before him.
3
When my spirit faints within me,
you know my way!
In the path where I walk
they have hidden a trap for me.
4
Look to the right and see:
there is none who takes notice of me;
no refuge remains to me;
no one cares for my soul.
5
I cry to you, O Lord;
I say, “You are my refuge,
my portion in the land of the living.”
6
Attend to my cry,
for I am brought very low!
Deliver me from my persecutors,
for they are too strong for me!
7
Bring me out of prison,
that I may give thanks to your name!
The righteous will surround me,
for you will deal bountifully with me.
5
I cry to you, O Lord;
I say, “You are my refuge,
my portion in the land of the living.”
COLLECT OF THE DAY
Almighty God, our heavenly Father, Your mercies are new every morning; and though we deserve only punishment, You receive us as Your children and provide for all our needs of body and soul. Grant that we may heartily acknowledge Your merciful goodness, give thanks for all Your benefits, and serve You in willing obedience; through Jesus Christ, Your Son, our Lord, who lives and reigns with You and the Holy Spirit, one God, now and forever. Amen