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DAILY PSALTER, MORNING

As Written in the 1928 Book of Common Prayer

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ANGLICAN PROVINCE OF AMERICA

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Today is Friday, April 12, 2024

Today is Friday after Easter 1
Season of Eastertide

The liturgical color of the day is WHITE

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The Psalter for Day 9, Morning


Psalm 44

The Forty-Fourth Psalm

Deus, auribus.


WE have heard with our ears, O God, our fathers have told us * what thou hast done in their time of old:
 
How thou hast driven out the heathen with thy hand, and planted our fathers in; * how thou hast destroyed the nations, and made thy people to flourish.
 
For they gat not the land in possession through their own sword, * neither was it their own arm that helped them;
 
But thy right hand, and thine arm, and the light of thy countenance; * because thou hadst a favour unto them.
 
Thou art my King, O God; * send help unto Jacob.
 
Through thee will we overthrow our enemies, * and in thy Name will we tread them under that rise up against us.
 
For I will not trust in my bow, * it is not my sword that shall help me;
 
But it is thou that savest us from our enemies, * and puttest them to confusion that hate us.
 
We make our boast of God all day long, * and will praise thy Name for ever.
 
But now thou art far off, and puttest us to confusion, * and goest not forth with our armies.
 
Thou makest us to turn our backs upon our enemies, * so that they which hate us spoil our goods.
 
Thou lettest us be eaten up like sheep, * and hast scattered us among the heathen.
 
Thou sellest thy people for nought, * and takest no money for them.
 
Thou makest us to be rebuked of our neighbours, * to be laughed to scorn, and had in derision of them that are round about us.
 
Thou makest us to be a by-word among the nations, * and that the peoples shake their heads at us.
 
My confusion is daily before me, * and the shame of my face hath covered me;
 
For the voice of the slanderer and blasphemer, * for the enemy and avenger.
 
And though all this be come upon us, yet do we not forget thee, * nor behave ourselves frowardly in thy covenant.
 
Our heart is not turned back, * neither our steps gone out of thy way;
 
No, not when thou hast smitten us into the place of dragons, * and covered us with the shadow of death.
 
If we have forgotten the Name of our God, and holden up our hands to any strange god, * shall not God search it out? for he knoweth the very secrets of the heart.
 
For thy sake also are we killed all the day long, * and are counted as sheep appointed to be slain.
 
Up, Lord, why sleepest thou? * awake, and be not absent from us for ever.
 
Wherefore hidest thou thy face, * and forgettest our misery and trouble?
 
For our soul is brought low, even unto the dust; * our belly cleaveth unto the ground.
 
Arise, and help us, * and deliver us, for thy mercy's sake.

Psalm 45

The Forty-Fifth Psalm

Eructavit cor meum.


MY heart overfloweth with a good matter; I speak the things which I have made concerning the King. * My tongue is the pen of a ready writer.
 
Thou art fairer than the children of men; * full of grace are thy lips, because God hath blessed thee for ever.
 
Gird thee with thy sword upon thy thigh, O thou Most Mighty, * according to thy worship and renown.
 
Good luck have thou with thine honour: * ride on, because of the word of truth, of meekness, and righteousness; and thy right hand shall teach thee terrible things.
 
Thy arrows are very sharp in the heart of the King's enemies, * and the people shall be subdued unto thee.
 
Thy seat, O God, endureth for ever; * the sceptre of thy kingdom is a right sceptre.
 
Thou hast loved righteousness, and hated iniquity; * wherefore God, even thy God, hath anointed thee with the oil of gladness above thy fellows.
 
All thy garments smell of myrrh, aloes, and cassia; * out of the ivory palaces, whereby they have made thee glad.
 
Kings' daughters are among thy honourable women; * upon thy right hand doth stand the queen in a vesture of gold, wrought about with divers colours.
 
Hearken, O daughter, and consider; incline thine ear; * forget also thine own people, and thy father's house.
 
So shall the King have pleasure in thy beauty; * for he is thy Lord, and worship thou him.
 
And the daughter of Tyre shall be there with a gift; * like as the rich also among the people shall make their supplication before thee.
 
The King's daughter is all glorious within; * her clothing is of wrought gold.
 
She shall be brought unto the King in raiment of needlework: * the virgins that be her fellows shall bear her company, and shall be brought unto thee.
 
With joy and gladness shall they be brought, * and shall enter into the King's palace.
 
Instead of thy fathers, thou shalt have children, * whom thou mayest make princes in all lands.
 
I will make thy Name to be remembered from one generation to another; * therefore shall the people give thanks unto thee, world without end.

Psalm 46

The Forty-Sixth Psalm

Deus noster refugium.


GOD is our hope and strength, * a very present help in trouble.
 
Therefore will we not fear, though the earth be moved, * and though the hills be carried into the midst of the sea;
 
Though the waters thereof rage and swell, * and though the mountains shake at the tempest of the same.
 
There is a river, the streams whereof make glad the city of God; * the holy place of the tabernacle of the Most Highest.
 
God is in the midst of her, therefore shall she not be removed; * God shall help her, and that right early.
 
The nations make much ado, and the kingdoms are moved; * but God hath showed his voice, and the earth shall melt away.
 
The LORD of hosts is with us; * the God of Jacob is our refuge.
 
O come hither, and behold the works of the LORD, * what destruction he hath brought upon the earth.
 
He maketh wars to cease in all the world; * he breaketh the bow, and knappeth the spear in sunder, and burneth the chariots in the fire.
 
Be still then, and know that I am God: * I will be exalted among the nations, and I will be exalted in the earth.
 
The LORD of hosts is with us; * the God of Jacob is our refuge.