Daily Office

¹Lord, I call upon you; hasten to me, *
and consider my voice when I cry to you.

²Let my prayer be set forth in your sight as the incense; *
and let the lifting up of my hands be an evening sacrifice.

³Set a watch, O Lord, before my mouth, *
and keep the door of my lips.

¹My God, my God, why have you forsaken me? *
and are so far from my cry *
and from the words of my distress?

²O my God, I cry in the daytime, but you do not answer; *
by night as well, but I find no rest.

³Yet you are the Holy One, *
enthroned upon the praises of Israel.

⁴Our forefathers put their trust in you; *
they trusted, and you delivered them.

⁵They cried out to you and were delivered; *
they trusted in you and were not put to shame.

⁶But as for me, I am a worm and no man, *
scorned by all and despised by the people.

⁷All who see me laugh me to scorn; *
they curl their lips and wag their heads, saying,

⁸“He trusted in the Lord; let him deliver him; *
let him rescue him, if he delights in him.”

⁹Yet you are he who took me out of the womb, *
and kept me safe upon my mother’s breast.

¹⁰I have been entrusted to you ever since I was born; *
you were my God when I was still in my mother’s womb.

⁴Surely he has borne our sickness
    and carried our suffering;
yet we considered him plagued,
    struck by God, and afflicted.
⁵But he was pierced for our transgressions.
    He was crushed for our iniquities.
The punishment that brought our peace was on him;
    and by his wounds we are healed.
⁶All we like sheep have gone astray.
    Everyone has turned to his own way;
    and the LORD has laid on him the iniquity of us all.

⁷He was oppressed,
    yet when he was afflicted he didn’t open his mouth.
As a lamb that is led to the slaughter,
    and as a sheep that before its shearers is silent,
    so he didn’t open his mouth.
⁸He was taken away by oppression and judgement.
    As for his generation,
    who considered that he was cut off out of the land of the living
    and stricken for the disobedience of my people?
⁹They made his grave with the wicked,
    and with a rich man in his death,
although he had done no violence,
    nor was any deceit in his mouth.

¹O sing to the Lord a new song, *
for he has done marvelous things.

²With his own right hand and with his holy arm *
he has won himself the victory.

³The Lord declared his salvation; *
his righteousness he has openly shown in the sight of the nations.

⁴He has remembered his mercy and truth toward the house of Israel, *
and all the ends of the world have seen the salvation of our God.

⁵Show yourselves joyful to the Lord, all you lands; *
sing, rejoice, and give thanks.

⁶Praise the Lord upon the harp; *
sing to the harp with a psalm of thanksgiving.

⁷With trumpets also and the sound of the horn, *
O show yourselves joyful before the Lord the King.

⁸Let the sea make a noise, and all that is in it, *
the round world, and those who dwell therein.

⁹Let the floods clap their hands, and let the hills be joyful together before the Lord, *
for he has come to judge the earth.

¹⁰With righteousness shall he judge the world, *
and the peoples with equity.