Day Fifteen — Friday


Kneeler 130

Psalm 40

I waited patiently for the Lord; he inclined to me and heard my cry.

2 He drew me up from the desolate pit, out of the miry bog,
and set my feet upon a rock, making my steps secure.

3 He put a new song in my mouth, a song of praise to our god.
Many will see and fear, and put their trust in the Lord.


4 Happy are those who make the Lord their trust,
who do not turn to the proud, to those who go astray after false gods.

5 You have multiplied, O Lord my God,
your wondrous deeds and your thoughts toward us;
none can compare with you.
Were I to proclaim and tell of them,
they would be more than can be counted.

6 Sacrifice and offering you do not desire;
but you have given me an open ear.
Burnt offering and sin offering you have not required.

7 Then I said, "Here I am;
In the scroll of the book it is written of me.

8 I delight to do your will, O my God;
your law is within my heart."


May your eye catch fire
… That God by you be seen

May your ear catch fire
… That God by you be heard

May your tongue catch fire
… That God by you be named

May your heart catch fire
… That God by you be loved

May your mind catch fire
… That God by you be known.


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