11/17/24

NIGHT PRAYER: Sunday 11/17



On Sundays, Night Prayer will focus on an element from the day's celebration of Mass.  Today's scriptures trained our eyes on the coming of the Lord: tonight we'll pray with the perennial favorite, You Are Near.

How easily I forget, Lord,
    how and when and how often
you were with me in the past,
    helping me make to my way 
        through problems, fear and worry... 
 
And how oftenI miss you in the present moment
    when you're right beside me 
but I'm too busy,  too self-reliant, too distracted 
    to reach out and take the hand you offer me...
 
How easily, how often I fear the future, Lord,
    forgetting that you're my destination
        and my guide and my companion, 
that you walk with me from where I've been 
    to where I am
        and to where I'll be tomorrow...
 
And you know all tomorrow holds
    and just the help I'll need 
        in order to survive, to live, to thrive;
no matter what tomorrow brings,
    no matter where it leads me,
you pave the way and make it safe
    for me to tread, with you right by my side...

When will you come, Lord?
When will you come again?
You've come into my life each day
    since I first drew a breath;
you come into my life today
    at morning, noon and night;
you'll come again tomorrow
    and each day that's mine to live
until the day you come, at last, Lord,
    to take me home in peace...

Protect me, Lord while I'm awake
    and watch over me while I sleep
that awake, I might keep watch with you
    and asleep, rest in your peace...
 
You Are Near by Dan Schutte,
   performed by Steve Bell

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Lord, I know you are near,
standing always at my side.
You guard me from the foe,
and you lead me in ways everlasting.

Lord, you have searched my heart,
and you know when I sit and when I stand.
Your hand is upon me protecting me from death,
keeping me from harm.

Where can I run from your love?
If I climb to the heavens you are there;
if I fly to the sunrise or sail beyond the sea,
still I'd find you there.

You know my heart and its ways,
you who formed me before I was born
in the secret of darkness before I saw the sun
in my mother's womb.

Marvelous to me are your works;
how profound are your thoughts, my Lord.
Even if I could count them, they number as the stars,
you would still be there.

  

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