Friday 25 February 2022 DAILY LECTIONARY

[info at dailylectionary.org]

Friday 25 February 2022
DAILY LECTIONARY

Email Evangelism, forward to a friend: http://www.dailylectionary.org

Notice: At times email providers change their spam filters. To keep
your daily lectionary reading from going to spam please add
dailylectionary at dailylectionary.org and info at dailylectionary.org to
your white list. 

For help with setting a white list check www.whitelist.guide or search
the web. Please do not send us questions on how to set up a white
list. We are not computer savvy and therefore are unable to provide
assistance.

******************************************************************
Proverbs 8:1-21

Does not wisdom call,
   and does not understanding raise her voice? 
On the heights, beside the way,
   at the crossroads she takes her stand; 
beside the gates in front of the town,
   at the entrance of the portals she cries out: 
‘To you, O people, I call,
   and my cry is to all that live. 
O simple ones, learn prudence;
   acquire intelligence, you who lack it. 
Hear, for I will speak noble things,
   and from my lips will come what is right; 
for my mouth will utter truth;
   wickedness is an abomination to my lips. 
All the words of my mouth are righteous;
   there is nothing twisted or crooked in them. 
They are all straight to one who understands
   and right to those who find knowledge. 
Take my instruction instead of silver,
   and knowledge rather than choice gold; 
for wisdom is better than jewels,
   and all that you may desire cannot compare with her. 
I, wisdom, live with prudence,*
   and I attain knowledge and discretion. 
The fear of the Lord is hatred of evil.
Pride and arrogance and the way of evil
   and perverted speech I hate. 
I have good advice and sound wisdom;
   I have insight, I have strength. 
By me kings reign,
   and rulers decree what is just; 
by me rulers rule,
   and nobles, all who govern rightly. 
I love those who love me,
   and those who seek me diligently find me. 
Riches and honour are with me,
   enduring wealth and prosperity. 
My fruit is better than gold, even fine gold,
   and my yield than choice silver. 
I walk in the way of righteousness,
   along the paths of justice, 
endowing with wealth those who love me,
   and filling their treasuries.
******************************************************************
Philemon 1-25

Paul, a prisoner of Christ Jesus, and Timothy our brother,*

To Philemon our dear friend and co-worker, to Apphia our sister,* to
Archippus our fellow-soldier, and to the church in your house:

Grace to you and peace from God our Father and the Lord Jesus Christ.

When I remember you* in my prayers, I always thank my God because I
hear of your love for all the saints and your faith towards the Lord
Jesus. I pray that the sharing of your faith may become effective when
you perceive all the good that we* may do for Christ. I have indeed
received much joy and encouragement from your love, because the hearts
of the saints have been refreshed through you, my brother.

For this reason, though I am bold enough in Christ to command you to
do your duty, yet I would rather appeal to you on the basis of
love—and I, Paul, do this as an old man, and now also as a prisoner
of Christ Jesus.* I am appealing to you for my child, Onesimus, whose
father I have become during my imprisonment. Formerly he was useless
to you, but now he is indeed useful* both to you and to me. I am
sending him, that is, my own heart, back to you. I wanted to keep him
with me, so that he might be of service to me in your place during my
imprisonment for the gospel; but I preferred to do nothing without
your consent, in order that your good deed might be voluntary and not
something forced. Perhaps this is the reason he was separated from you
for a while, so that you might have him back for ever, no longer as a
slave but as more than a slave, a beloved brother—especially to me
but how much more to you, both in the flesh and in the Lord.

So if you consider me your partner, welcome him as you would welcome
me. If he has wronged you in any way, or owes you anything, charge
that to my account. I, Paul, am writing this with my own hand: I will
repay it. I say nothing about your owing me even your own self. Yes,
brother, let me have this benefit from you in the Lord! Refresh my
heart in Christ. Confident of your obedience, I am writing to you,
knowing that you will do even more than I say.

One thing more—prepare a guest room for me, for I am hoping through
your prayers to be restored to you.

Epaphras, my fellow-prisoner in Christ Jesus, sends greetings to you,*
and so do Mark, Aristarchus, Demas, and Luke, my fellow-workers.

The grace of the Lord Jesus Christ be with your spirit.
******************************************************************
John 12:9-19

When the great crowd of the Jews learned that he was there, they came
not only because of Jesus but also to see Lazarus, whom he had raised
from the dead. So the chief priests planned to put Lazarus to death as
well, since it was on account of him that many of the Jews were
deserting and were believing in Jesus.

The next day the great crowd that had come to the festival heard that
Jesus was coming to Jerusalem. So they took branches of palm trees and
went out to meet him, shouting,
‘Hosanna!
Blessed is the one who comes in the name of the Lord—
   the King of Israel!’ 
Jesus found a young donkey and sat on it; as it is written: 
‘Do not be afraid, daughter of Zion.
Look, your king is coming,
   sitting on a donkey’s colt!’ 
His disciples did not understand these things at first; but when Jesus
was glorified, then they remembered that these things had been written
of him and had been done to him. So the crowd that had been with him
when he called Lazarus out of the tomb and raised him from the dead
continued to testify.* It was also because they heard that he had
performed this sign that the crowd went to meet him. The Pharisees
then said to one another, ‘You see, you can do nothing. Look, the
world has gone after him!’
******************************************************************
Morning Psalms:  Psalm 140, 142

Psalm 140

Deliver me, O Lord, from evildoers;
   protect me from those who are violent, 
who plan evil things in their minds
   and stir up wars continually. 
They make their tongue sharp as a snake’s,
   and under their lips is the venom of vipers.
          Selah 

Guard me, O Lord, from the hands of the wicked;
   protect me from the violent
   who have planned my downfall. 
The arrogant have hidden a trap for me,
   and with cords they have spread a net;*
   along the road they have set snares for me.
          Selah 

I say to the Lord, ‘You are my God;
   give ear, O Lord, to the voice of my supplications.’ 
O Lord, my Lord, my strong deliverer,
   you have covered my head in the day of battle. 
Do not grant, O Lord, the desires of the wicked;
   do not further their evil plot.*
          Selah 

Those who surround me lift up their heads;*
   let the mischief of their lips overwhelm them! 
Let burning coals fall on them!
   Let them be flung into pits, no more to rise! 
Do not let the slanderer be established in the land;
   let evil speedily hunt down the violent! 

I know that the Lord maintains the cause of the needy,
   and executes justice for the poor. 
Surely the righteous shall give thanks to your name;
   the upright shall live in your presence.

Psalm 142

With my voice I cry to the Lord;
   with my voice I make supplication to the Lord. 
I pour out my complaint before him;
   I tell my trouble before him. 
When my spirit is faint,
   you know my way. 

In the path where I walk
   they have hidden a trap for me. 
Look on my right hand and see—
   there is no one who takes notice of me;
no refuge remains to me;
   no one cares for me. 

I cry to you, O Lord;
   I say, ‘You are my refuge,
   my portion in the land of the living.’ 
Give heed to my cry,
   for I am brought very low. 

Save me from my persecutors,
   for they are too strong for me. 
Bring me out of prison,
   so that I may give thanks to your name.
The righteous will surround me,
   for you will deal bountifully with me.
******************************************************************
Evening Psalms:  Psalm 141, 143:1-12

Psalm 141

I call upon you, O Lord; come quickly to me;
   give ear to my voice when I call to you. 
Let my prayer be counted as incense before you,
   and the lifting up of my hands as an evening sacrifice. 

Set a guard over my mouth, O Lord;
   keep watch over the door of my lips. 
Do not turn my heart to any evil,
   to busy myself with wicked deeds
in company with those who work iniquity;
   do not let me eat of their delicacies. 

Let the righteous strike me;
   let the faithful correct me.
Never let the oil of the wicked anoint my head,*
   for my prayer is continually* against their wicked deeds. 
When they are given over to those who shall condemn them,
   then they shall learn that my words were pleasant. 
Like a rock that one breaks apart and shatters on the land,
   so shall their bones be strewn at the mouth of Sheol.* 

But my eyes are turned towards you, O God, my Lord;
   in you I seek refuge; do not leave me defenceless. 
Keep me from the trap that they have laid for me,
   and from the snares of evildoers. 
Let the wicked fall into their own nets,
   while I alone escape.

Psalm 143:1-12

Hear my prayer, O Lord;
   give ear to my supplications in your faithfulness;
   answer me in your righteousness. 
Do not enter into judgement with your servant,
   for no one living is righteous before you. 

For the enemy has pursued me,
   crushing my life to the ground,
   making me sit in darkness like those long dead. 
Therefore my spirit faints within me;
   my heart within me is appalled. 

I remember the days of old,
   I think about all your deeds,
   I meditate on the works of your hands. 
I stretch out my hands to you;
   my soul thirsts for you like a parched land.
          Selah 

Answer me quickly, O Lord;
   my spirit fails.
Do not hide your face from me,
   or I shall be like those who go down to the Pit. 
Let me hear of your steadfast love in the morning,
   for in you I put my trust.
Teach me the way I should go,
   for to you I lift up my soul. 

Save me, O Lord, from my enemies;
   I have fled to you for refuge.* 
Teach me to do your will,
   for you are my God.
Let your good spirit lead me
   on a level path. 

For your name’s sake, O Lord, preserve my life.
   In your righteousness bring me out of trouble. 
In your steadfast love cut off my enemies,
   and destroy all my adversaries,
   for I am your servant.
******************************************************************


-------------- next part --------------
An HTML attachment was scrubbed...
URL: <http://dailylectionary.org/pipermail/dailylectionary_dailylectionary.org/attachments/20220225/a5784346/attachment.html>