THE CANTICLES
Venite (Psalm 95)
O come, let us sing to the Lord;*
let us heartily rejoice in the rock of our salvation.
Let us come into his presence with thanksgiving*
and be glad in him with psalms
For the Lord is a great God*
and a great king above all gods.
In his hand are the depths of the earth*
and the heights of the mountains are his also
The sea is his, for he made it,*
and his hands have molded the dry land.
Come, let us worship and bow down*
and kneel before the Lord our Maker.
For he is our God;*
and we are the people of his pasture
and the sheep of his hand.
The canticle may end here with 'Glory to the Father…'
O that today you would listen to his voice:*
'Harden not your hearts as at Meribah,
on that day at Massah in the wilderness,
'When your forebears tested me, and put me to the proof,*
though they had seen my works.
'Forty years long I detested that generation and said,*
"This people are wayward in their hearts;
they do not know my ways."
'So I swore in my wrath,*
"They shall not enter into my rest." '
Glory to the Father, and to the Son,*
and to the Holy Spirit;
as it was in the beginning, is now*
and shall be for ever. Amen
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