RELIGION AND ART

PRAYER FOR RESTORATION Readings at Mass texte pour la Messe du 11 janvier 2017 O lord you have favoured your land, and brought back the captives of Jacob.   You forgave the guilt of your people, and covered all their sins.   You averted all your rage, you turned back the heat of your anger. Bring us back, O God, our saviour.   Put an end to your grievance against us. Will you be angry with us forever! Will your anger last from age to age? Will you not restore again our life that your people may rejoice in you? Let us see, O Lord, your mercy and grant us your salvation.   Psalm 85 our liturgical colour

The Solemnity of Epiphany   L'Epiphanie du Seigneur Ant. Christ has appeared to us, come, let us adore him. Ant. 1      The wise men opened their treasure and offered to the Lord gifts of gold,               frankincense and myrrh, alleluia Psalm 63:2-9        A soul thirsting for God O God, you are my God; at dawn I seek you, for you my soul is thirsting. For you my flesh is pining, like a dry, weary land without water. I have come before you in the holy place, to behold your strength and your glory. Your loving mercy is better than life, my lips will speak your praise. I will bless you all my life, in your name I will lift up my hand. My soul shall be filled as with a banquet; with joyful my mouth shall praise you. When I remember you upon my bed, I muse on you through the watches of the night. For you have been my strength, in the shadow of your wings I rejoice. My soul clings fast to you; your right hand upholds me. Ant. 2.   M

MARY, MOTHER OF GOD JANUARY 1 ST Ant. Let us celebrate the motherhood of the Virgin Mary, let us worship her Son, Christ the Lord. Come to me beloved   The year is gone beyond recall Ant.         The Virgin has given birth to the Saviour: a flower has sprung from Jesse’s stock                and a star has risen from Jacob, O God, we praise you. Psalm 63:2-9        A soul thirsting for God O God, you are my God; at dawn I seek you, for you my soul is thirsting. For you my flesh is pining, like a dry, weary land without water. I have come before you in the holy place, to behold your strength and your glory. Your loving mercy is better than life, my lips will speak your praise. I will bless you all my life, in your name I will lift up my hand. My soul shall be filled as with a banquet; with joyful my mouth shall praise you. When I remember you upon my bed, I muse on you through the watches of the night. For you have been my strength, in th