Saturday 1 April 2023 DAILY LECTIONARY

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Saturday 1 April 2023 

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Jeremiah 31:27-34

The days are surely coming, says the Lord, when I will sow the house
of Israel and the house of Judah with the seed of humans and the seed
of animals. And just as I have watched over them to pluck up and break
down, to overthrow, destroy, and bring evil, so I will watch over them
to build and to plant, says the Lord. In those days they shall no
longer say:
‘The parents have eaten sour grapes,
   and the children’s teeth are set on edge.’ 
But all shall die for their own sins; the teeth of everyone who eats
sour grapes shall be set on edge.
 The days are surely coming, says the Lord, when I will make a new
covenant with the house of Israel and the house of Judah. It will not
be like the covenant that I made with their ancestors when I took them
by the hand to bring them out of the land of Egypt—a covenant that
they broke, though I was their husband,* says the Lord. But this is
the covenant that I will make with the house of Israel after those
days, says the Lord: I will put my law within them, and I will write
it on their hearts; and I will be their God, and they shall be my
people. No longer shall they teach one another, or say to each other,
‘Know the Lord’, for they shall all know me, from the least of
them to the greatest, says the Lord; for I will forgive their
iniquity, and remember their sin no more.
Romans 11:25-36

So that you may not claim to be wiser than you are, brothers and
sisters,* I want you to understand this mystery: a hardening has come
upon part of Israel, until the full number of the Gentiles has come
in. And so all Israel will be saved; as it is written,
‘Out of Zion will come the Deliverer;
   he will banish ungodliness from Jacob.’ 
‘And this is my covenant with them,
   when I take away their sins.’ 
As regards the gospel they are enemies of God* for your sake; but as
regards election they are beloved, for the sake of their ancestors;
for the gifts and the calling of God are irrevocable. Just as you were
once disobedient to God but have now received mercy because of their
disobedience, so they have now been disobedient in order that, by the
mercy shown to you, they too may now* receive mercy. For God has
imprisoned all in disobedience so that he may be merciful to all.

 O the depth of the riches and wisdom and knowledge of God! How
unsearchable are his judgements and how inscrutable his ways! 
‘For who has known the mind of the Lord?
   Or who has been his counsellor?’ 
‘Or who has given a gift to him,
   to receive a gift in return?’ 
For from him and through him and to him are all things. To him be the
glory for ever. Amen. 
John 11:28-44

When she had said this, she went back and called her sister Mary, and
told her privately, ‘The Teacher is here and is calling for you.’
And when she heard it, she got up quickly and went to him. Now Jesus
had not yet come to the village, but was still at the place where
Martha had met him. The Jews who were with her in the house, consoling
her, saw Mary get up quickly and go out. They followed her because
they thought that she was going to the tomb to weep there. When Mary
came where Jesus was and saw him, she knelt at his feet and said to
him, ‘Lord, if you had been here, my brother would not have died.’
When Jesus saw her weeping, and the Jews who came with her also
weeping, he was greatly disturbed in spirit and deeply moved. He said,
‘Where have you laid him?’ They said to him, ‘Lord, come and
see.’ Jesus began to weep. So the Jews said, ‘See how he loved
him!’ But some of them said, ‘Could not he who opened the eyes of
the blind man have kept this man from dying?’
 Then Jesus, again greatly disturbed, came to the tomb. It was a
cave, and a stone was lying against it. Jesus said, ‘Take away the
stone.’ Martha, the sister of the dead man, said to him, ‘Lord,
already there is a stench because he has been dead for four days.’
Jesus said to her, ‘Did I not tell you that if you believed, you
would see the glory of God?’ So they took away the stone. And Jesus
looked upwards and said, ‘Father, I thank you for having heard me. I
knew that you always hear me, but I have said this for the sake of the
crowd standing here, so that they may believe that you sent me.’
When he had said this, he cried with a loud voice, ‘Lazarus, come
out!’ The dead man came out, his hands and feet bound with strips of
cloth, and his face wrapped in a cloth. Jesus said to them, ‘Unbind
him, and let him go.’
Morning Psalms: Psalm 137, 144

Psalm 137

By the rivers of Babylon—
   there we sat down and there we wept
   when we remembered Zion. 
On the willows* there
   we hung up our harps. 
For there our captors
   asked us for songs,
and our tormentors asked for mirth, saying,
   ‘Sing us one of the songs of Zion!’ 

How could we sing the Lord’s song
   in a foreign land? 
If I forget you, O Jerusalem,
   let my right hand wither! 
Let my tongue cling to the roof of my mouth,
   if I do not remember you,
if I do not set Jerusalem
   above my highest joy. 

Remember, O Lord, against the Edomites
   the day of Jerusalem’s fall,
how they said, ‘Tear it down! Tear it down!
   Down to its foundations!’ 
O daughter Babylon, you devastator!*
   Happy shall they be who pay you back
   what you have done to us! 
Happy shall they be who take your little ones
   and dash them against the rock!

Psalm 144

Blessed be the Lord, my rock,
   who trains my hands for war, and my fingers for battle; 
my rock* and my fortress,
   my stronghold and my deliverer,
my shield, in whom I take refuge,
   who subdues the peoples* under me. 

O Lord, what are human beings that you regard them,
   or mortals that you think of them? 
They are like a breath;
   their days are like a passing shadow. 

Bow your heavens, O Lord, and come down;
   touch the mountains so that they smoke. 
Make the lightning flash and scatter them;
   send out your arrows and rout them. 
Stretch out your hand from on high;
   set me free and rescue me from the mighty waters,
   from the hand of aliens, 
whose mouths speak lies,
   and whose right hands are false. 

I will sing a new song to you, O God;
   upon a ten-stringed harp I will play to you, 
the one who gives victory to kings,
   who rescues his servant David. 
Rescue me from the cruel sword,
   and deliver me from the hand of aliens,
whose mouths speak lies,
   and whose right hands are false. 

May our sons in their youth
   be like plants full grown,
our daughters like corner pillars,
   cut for the building of a palace. 
May our barns be filled
   with produce of every kind;
may our sheep increase by thousands,
   by tens of thousands in our fields, 
   and may our cattle be heavy with young.
May there be no breach in the walls,* no exile,
   and no cry of distress in our streets. 

Happy are the people to whom such blessings fall;
   happy are the people whose God is the Lord.
Evening Psalms: Psalm 42, 43

Psalm 42

As a deer longs for flowing streams,
   so my soul longs for you, O God. 
My soul thirsts for God,
   for the living God.
When shall I come and behold
   the face of God? 
My tears have been my food
   day and night,
while people say to me continually,
   ‘Where is your God?’ 

These things I remember,
   as I pour out my soul:
how I went with the throng,*
   and led them in procession to the house of God,
with glad shouts and songs of thanksgiving,
   a multitude keeping festival. 
Why are you cast down, O my soul,
   and why are you disquieted within me?
Hope in God; for I shall again praise him,
   my help and my God. 

My soul is cast down within me;
   therefore I remember you
from the land of Jordan and of Hermon,
   from Mount Mizar. 
Deep calls to deep
   at the thunder of your cataracts;
all your waves and your billows
   have gone over me. 
By day the Lord commands his steadfast love,
   and at night his song is with me,
   a prayer to the God of my life. 

I say to God, my rock,
   ‘Why have you forgotten me?
Why must I walk about mournfully
   because the enemy oppresses me?’ 
As with a deadly wound in my body,
   my adversaries taunt me,
while they say to me continually,
   ‘Where is your God?’ 

Why are you cast down, O my soul,
   and why are you disquieted within me?
Hope in God; for I shall again praise him,
   my help and my God.

Psalm 43

Vindicate me, O God, and defend my cause
   against an ungodly people;
from those who are deceitful and unjust
   deliver me! 
For you are the God in whom I take refuge;
   why have you cast me off?
Why must I walk about mournfully
   because of the oppression of the enemy? 

O send out your light and your truth;
   let them lead me;
let them bring me to your holy hill
   and to your dwelling. 
Then I will go to the altar of God,
   to God my exceeding joy;
and I will praise you with the harp,
   O God, my God. 

Why are you cast down, O my soul,
   and why are you disquieted within me?
Hope in God; for I shall again praise him,
   my help and my God.

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