The Complete Manual of Catholic Piety: Containing a Selection of Fervent Prayers, Pious Reflection, and Solid Instructions, Adapted to Every State of Life. To Which is Annexed a Supplement, Containing Excellent and Approved Devotions, With the Epistles and Gospels for All the Sundays and Festivals of the Year.Gahan, William
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The Complete Manual of Catholic Piety: Containing a Selection of Fervent Prayers, Pious Reflection, and Solid Instructions, Adapted to Every State of Life. To Which is Annexed a Supplement, Containing Excellent and Approved Devotions, With the Epistles and Gospels for All the Sundays and Festivals of the Year.
Gahan, William
Catholic Church -- Liturgy; Catholic Church -- Prayers and devotions -- English
For day and night thy hand was heavy upon me: I am turned in my
anguish, whilst the thorn is fastened.
I have acknowledged my sin to thee, and my injustice I have not
concealed.
I said, I will confess against myself my injustice to the Lord:
and thou hast forgiven the impiety of my sin.
For this shall every one that is holy pray to thee in a
seasonable time.
Yet in the deluge of many waters they shall not approach him.
Thou art my refuge from the tribulation which hath surrounded me:
my joy, deliver me from them that encompass me.
I will give thee understanding, and I will instruct thee in the
way in which thou shalt go: I will fix my eyes upon thee.
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Do not become like the horse and mule, that have no
understanding.
With bit and bridle bind fast their jaws who do not approach
thee.
Many are the scourges of the sinner: but mercy shall encompass
him that hopeth in the Lord.
Be joyful in the Lord, and rejoice ye just: and glory all ye
upright of heart. Glory, &c.
The Thirty-seventh Psalm.
The Psalmist, in sickness, and neglected by his friends, begs
of God to pardon his sins, and to assist and heal him.
O Lord, rebuke me not in thy indignation, nor chastise me in thy
wrath.
For thy arrows are fastened in me: and thy hand hath been strong
upon me.
There is no health in my flesh, because of thy wrath: there is no
peace in my bones, because of my sins.
For mine iniquities are gone over my head: and, as a weighty
burden, are become heavy upon me.
My sores are putrefied and corrupted, because of my foolishness.
I am become miserable, and am bowed down even to the end: I
walked sorrowful all the day.
For my loins are filled with illusions: and there is no health in
my flesh.
I am afflicted and humbled exceedingly: I roared in the groaning
of my heart.
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O Lord, my desire is before thee: and my sighing is not hidden
from thee.
My heart is troubled, my strength hath left me: and the light of
mine eyes itself is not with me.
My friends and my neighbours have drawn near, and stood up
against me.
And they that were near me stood afar off: and they that sought
my soul used violence.
And they that sought evils to me, spoke vain things: and studied
deceits all the day long.
But I, as one deaf, did not hear: and as one dumb, that opened
not his mouth.
And I became as a man that heareth not: and that hath no reproof
in his mouth.
For in thee, O Lord, have I hoped: thou wilt hear me, O Lord, my
God.
For I said, lest at any time mine enemies rejoice over me: and
whilst my feet are moved, they speak great things against me.
For I am prepared for scourges, and my sorrow is always in my
sight.
For I will declare my iniquity: and I will think of my sin.
But my enemies live, and are become stronger than I: and they are
multiplied who hate me unjustly.
And they that return evil for good have detracted me, because I
followed goodness.
Forsake me not, O Lord, my God: depart not thou from me.
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