Society of the Precious Blood - Compline Psalms 

Week 2 - Wednesday

Psalm 24

The earth is the Lord's and all that fills it,  the compass of the world and all who dwell therein. 

For he has founded it upon the seas  and set it firm upon the rivers of the deep.  

'Who shall ascend the hill of the Lord,  or who can rise up in his holy place?' 

'Those who have clean hands and a pure heart,  who have not lifted up their soul to an idol, nor sworn an oath to a lie; 

'They shall receive a blessing from the Lord,  a just reward from the God of their salvation.' 

Such is the company of those who seek him,  of those who seek your face, O God of Jacob. 

Lift up your heads, O gates; be lifted up, you everlasting doors  and the King of glory shall come in. 

'Who is the King of glory?'  'The Lord, strong and mighty, the Lord who is mighty in battle.' 

Lift up your heads, O gates; be lifted up, you everlasting doors;  and the King of glory shall come in. 

'Who is this King of glory?'  'The Lord of hosts, he is the King of glory.'

Psalm 2

Why are the nations in tumult,  and why do the peoples devise a vain plot? 

The kings of the earth rise up and the rulers take counsel together,  against the Lord and against his anointed:  

'Let us break their bonds asunder  and cast away their cords from us.' 

He who dwells in heaven shall laugh them to scorn;  the Lord shall have them in derision. 

Then shall he speak to them in his wrath  and terrify them in his fury: 

'Yet have I set my king  upon my holy hill of Zion.' 

I will proclaim the decree of the Lord;  he said to me: 'You are my Son; this day have I begotten you.  

'Ask of me and I will give you the nations for your inheritance  and the ends of the earth for your possession. 

'You shall break them with a rod of iron  and dash them in pieces like a potter's vessel.' 

Now therefore be wise, O kings;  be prudent, you judges of the earth. 

Serve the Lord with fear, and with trembling kiss his feet,  lest he be angry and you perish from the way, for his wrath is quickly kindled.

Happy are all they  who take refuge in him.

Psalm 3

Lord, how many are my adversaries;  many are they who rise up against me.  

Many are they who say to my soul,  'There is no help for you in your God.'   

But you, Lord, are a shield about me;  you are my glory, and the lifter up of my head.  

When I cry aloud to the Lord,  he will answer me from his holy hill;  

I lie down and sleep and rise again,  because the Lord sustains me.  

I will not be afraid of hordes of the peoples  that have set themselves against me all around.  

Rise up, O Lord, and deliver me, O my God,  for you strike all my enemies on the cheek and break the teeth of the wicked.

Salvation belongs to the Lord:  may your blessing be upon your people.

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