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2/8/15 Lectionary Readings

Daily Readings for Sunday, February 8, 2015

Morning Psalms 103; 150

First Reading Isaiah 57:1-13

Second Reading Hebrews 12:1-6

Gospel Reading John 7:37-46

Evening Psalms 117; 139

MORNING PSALM 150

1   Praise the Lord!
Praise God in his sanctuary;
praise him in his mighty firmament!
2   Praise him for his mighty deeds;
praise him according to his surpassing greatness!

3   Praise him with trumpet sound;
praise him with lute and harp!
4   Praise him with tambourine and dance;
praise him with strings and pipe!
5   Praise him with clanging cymbals;
praise him with loud clashing cymbals!
6   Let everything that breathes praise the Lord!
Praise the Lord!

EVENING PSALM 139

1   O LORD, you have searched me and known me.

2   You know when I sit down and when I rise up;
you discern my thoughts from far away.
3   You search out my path and my lying down,
and are acquainted with all my ways.
4   Even before a word is on my tongue,
O LORD, you know it completely.
5   You hem me in, behind and before,
and lay your hand upon me.
6   Such knowledge is too wonderful for me;
it is so high that I cannot attain it.

7   Where can I go from your spirit?
Or where can I flee from your presence?

8   If I ascend to heaven, you are there;
if I make my bed in Sheol, you are there.
9   If I take the wings of the morning
and settle at the farthest limits of the sea,
10  even there your hand shall lead me,
and your right hand shall hold me fast.
11  If I say, “Surely the darkness shall cover me,
and the light around me become night,”
12  even the darkness is not dark to you;
the night is as bright as the day,
for darkness is as light to you.

13  For it was you who formed my inward parts;
you knit me together in my mother’s womb.
14  I praise you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made.
Wonderful are your works;
that I know very well.
15       My frame was not hidden from you,
when I was being made in secret,
intricately woven in the depths of the earth.
16  Your eyes beheld my unformed substance.
In your book were written
all the days that were formed for me,
when none of them as yet existed.
17  How weighty to me are your thoughts, O God!
How vast is the sum of them!
18  I try to count them — they are more than the sand;
I come to the end — I am still with you.

19  O that you would kill the wicked, O God,
and that the bloodthirsty would depart from me —
20  those who speak of you maliciously,
and lift themselves up against you for evil!
21  Do I not hate those who hate you, O LORD?
And do I not loathe those who rise up against you?
22  I hate them with perfect hatred;
I count them my enemies.
23  Search me, O God, and know my heart;
test me and know my thoughts.
24  See if there is any wicked way in me,
and lead me in the way everlasting.

Read more here http://www.presbyterianmission.org/devotion/daily/2015/2/8/

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