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Glory be to the Father, and to the Son and to the Holy Ghost;

As it was in the beginning, is now, and ever shall be world without end. Amen.

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SATURDAY.

PSALM LXIX.

Salvum me fac.

AVE Me, O God for the waters are come in, even unto My soul.

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I stick fast in the deep mire, where no ground is : I am come into deep waters, so that the floods run over Me.

I am weary of crying: My throat is dry: My sight faileth Me for waiting so long upon My God.

They that hate Me without a cause are more than the hairs of My head they that are Mine enemies, and would destroy Me guiltless, are mighty.

I paid them the things that I never took: God, Thou knowest My simpleness, and My faults are not hid from Thee.

Let not them that trust in Thee, O Lord God of hosts, be ashamed for My cause let not those that seek Thee be confounded through Me, O Lord God of Israel.

And why? for Thy sake have I suffered reproof shame hath covered My face.

I am become a stranger unto My brethren : even an alien unto My mother's children.

For the zeal of Thine house hath even eaten Me and the rebukes of them that rebuked Thee are fallen upon Me.

I wept, and chastened Myself with fasting: and that was turned to My reproof.

I put on sackcloth also: and they jested upon Me.

They that sit in the gate speak against Me : and the drunkards make songs upon Me.

But, Lord, I make My prayer unto Thee in an acceptable time.

Hear Me, O God, in the multitude of Thy mercy even in the truth of Thy salvation.

Take Me out of the mire, that I sink not: 0 let Me be delivered from them that hate Me, and out of the deep waters.

Let not the water-flood drown Me, neither let the deep swallow Me up and let not the pit shut her mouth upon Me.

Hear Me, O Lord, for Thy loving-kindness is comfortable turn Thee unto Me according to the multitude of Thy mercies.

And hide not Thy face from Thy servant, for I am in trouble: O haste Thee, and hear Me.

Draw nigh unto My soul, and save it: O deliver Me, because of Mine enemies.

Thou hast known My reproof, My shame, and My dishonour Mine adversaries are all in Thy sight.

Thy rebuke hath broken My heart; I am full of heaviness: I looked for some to have pity on Me, but there was no man, neither found I any to comfort Me.

They gave Me gall to eat and when I was thirsty they gave Me vinegar to drink.

Let their table be made a snare to take themselves withal and let the things that should have been for their wealth be unto them an occasion of falling.

Let their eyes be blinded, that they see not: and ever bow Thou down their backs.

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Pour out Thine indignation upon them and let Thy wrathful displeasure take hold of them. Let their habitation be void and no man to dwell in their tents.

For they persecute Him Whom Thou hast

smitten and they talk how they may vex them whom Thou hast wounded.

Let them fall from one wickedness to another: and not come into Thy righteousness.

Let them be wiped out of the book of the living and not be written among the righteous.

As for Me, when I am poor and in heaviness : Thy help, O God, shall lift Me up.

I will praise the Name of God with a song : and magnify it with thanksgiving.

This also shall please the Lord better than a bullock that hath horns and hoofs.

The humble shall consider this, and be glad : seek ye after God, and your soul shall live.

For the Lord heareth the poor and despiseth not His prisoners.

Let heaven and earth praise Him and all that moveth therein.

the sea,

For God will save Sion, and build the cities of Judah that men may dwell there, and have it in possession.

The posterity also of His servants shall inherit it and they that love His Name shall dwell therein.

Glory be to the Father, and to the Son and to the Holy Ghost;

As it was in the beginning, is now, and ever shall be world without end. Amen.

On Christmas Day, and daily during the week following; on Easter Day, and daily during the week following; on Whit Sunday, and daily during the week following.

PSALM XCVII.

Cantate Domino.

SING unto the Lord a new song: sing unto the Lord, all the whole earth.

Sing unto the Lord, and praise His Name : be telling of His salvation from day to day.

Declare His honour unto the heathen: and His wonders unto all people.

For the Lord is great, and cannot worthily be praised: He is more to be feared than all gods.

As for all the gods of the heathen, they are but idols but it is the Lord that made the heavens.

Glory and worship are before Him: power and honour are in His sanctuary.

Ascribe unto the Lord, O ye kindreds of the people ascribe unto the Lord worship and power. Ascribe unto the Lord the honour due unto His Name: bring presents, and come into His courts. O worship the Lord in the beauty of holiness : let the whole earth stand in awe of Him.

Tell it out among the heathen that the Lord is King and that it is He Who hath made the round world so fast that it cannot be moved; and how that He shall judge the people righteously.

Let the heavens rejoice, and let the earth be glad let the sea make a noise, and all that therein is.

Let the field be joyful, and all that is in it : then shall all the trees of the wood rejoice before the Lord.

For He cometh, for He cometh to judge the earth and with righteousness to judge the world, and the people with His truth.

Glory be to the Father, and to the Son and to the Holy Ghost;

As it was in the beginning, is now, shall be world without end. Amen.

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The Lesson.

and ever

YHRIST suffered for us, leaving us an example,

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that ye should follow His steps: Who did no sin, neither was guile found in His mouth: Who, when He was reviled, reviled not again; when He suffered, He threatened not; but committed Himself to Him that judgeth righteously: Who

His own self bare our sins in His own body on the tree, that we, being dead to sins, should live unto righteousness: by Whose stripes ye were healed.-1 S. Pet. ii. 21-25.

Or the Lesson appointed in the Table, or some other portion of Holy Scripture.

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The Hymn.

HEN I survey the wondrous Cross, On which the Prince of Glory died, My richest gain I count but loss,

And pour contempt on all my pride. Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast

Save in the Cross of Christ my God;
All the vain things that charm me most,
I sacrifice them to His Blood.

See, from His Head, His Hands, His Feet,
Sorrow and love flow mingling down;
Did e'er such love and sorrow meet,

Or thorns compose so rich a crown?
Were the whole realm of nature mine,

That were an offering far too small; Love so amazing, so divine,

Demands my life, my soul, my all.

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hell cried I, and Thou heardest my voice.

For Thou hadst cast me into the deep, into the midst of the seas; and the floods compassed me about all Thy billows and Thy waves passed

over me.

Then I said, I am cast out of Thy sight: yet I will look again toward Thy holy Temple.

The waters compassed me about, even to the

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