Society of the Precious Blood - Compline Psalms 

Week 2 - Thursday

Psalm 39.1-8

I said, 'I will keep watch over my ways,  so that I offend not with my tongue. 

'I will guard my mouth with a muzzle,  while the wicked are in my sight.' 

So I held my tongue and said nothing;  I kept silent but to no avail. 

My distress increased, my heart grew hot within me;  while I mused, the fire was kindled and I spoke out with my tongue: 

'Lord, let me know my end and the number of my days,  that I may know how short my time is. 

'You have made my days but a handsbreadth and my lifetime is as nothing in your sight;  truly, even those who stand upright are but a breath. 

'We walk about like a shadow and in vain we are in turmoil;  we heap up riches and cannot tell who will gather them. 

'And now, what is my hope?  Truly my hope is even in you.

Psalm 39.9-15

'Deliver me from all my transgressions  and do not make me the taunt of the fool.' 

I fell silent and did not open my mouth,  for surely it was your doing. 

Take away your plague from me;  I am consumed by the blows of your hand. 

With rebukes for sin you punish us; like a moth you consume our beauty;  truly, everyone is but a breath. 

Hear my prayer, O Lord, and give ear to my cry;  hold not your peace at my tears. 

For I am but a stranger with you,  a wayfarer, as all my forebears were. 

Turn your gaze from me, that I may be glad again,  before I go my way and am no more.

Psalm 30

I will exalt you, O Lord, because you have raised me up  and have not let my foes triumph over me. 

O Lord my God, I cried out to you  and you have healed me. 

You brought me up, O Lord, from the dead;  you restored me to life from among those that go down to the Pit. 

Sing to the Lord, you servants of his;  give thanks to his holy name. 

For his wrath endures but the twinkling of an eye, his favour for a lifetime.  Heaviness may endure for a night but joy comes in the morning. 

In my prosperity I said, 'I shall never be moved.  You, Lord, of your goodness, have made my hill so strong.' 

Then you hid your face from me  and I was utterly dismayed. 

To you, O Lord, I cried;  to the Lord I made my supplication: 

'What profit is there in my blood, if I go down to the Pit?  Will the dust praise you or declare your faithfulness? 

'Hear, O Lord, and have mercy upon me;  O Lord, be my helper.' 

You have turned my mourning into dancing;  you have put off my sackcloth and girded me with gladness; 

Therefore my heart sings to you without ceasing;  O Lord my God, I will give you thanks for ever.

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