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Saturday 28 May 2016    (other days)
Blessed Margaret Pole, Countess of Salisbury, Martyr 
 or Saturday of week 8 in Ordinary Time 
 or Saturday memorial of the Blessed Virgin Mary 

Office of Readings

If this is the first Hour that you are reciting today, you should precede it with the Invitatory Psalm.


INTRODUCTION
O God, come to our aid.
  O Lord, make haste to help us.
Glory be to the Father and to the Son and to the Holy Spirit,
  as it was in the beginning, is now, and ever shall be,
  world without end.
Amen. Alleluia.

Hymn
Immortal, invisible, God only wise,
In light inaccessible hid from our eyes,
Most blessed, most glorious, the Ancient of Days,
Almighty, victorious, thy great Name we praise.
Unresting, unhasting, and silent as light,
Nor wanting, nor wasting, thou rulest in might;
Thy justice like mountains high soaring above
Thy clouds, which are fountains of goodness and love.
To all life thou givest, to both great and small;
In all life thou livest, the true life of all;
We blossom and flourish, like leaves on the tree,
Then wither and perish; but naught changeth thee.
Great Father of glory, pure Father of light,
Thine angels adore thee, all veiling their sight;
All laud we would render: O help us to see
‘Tis only the splendour of light hideth thee.

Psalm 49 (50)
True reverence for the Lord
The Lord has summoned heaven and earth to witness his judgement of his people.
The Lord, the God of gods has spoken:
  he has summoned the whole earth, from east to west.
God has shone forth from Zion in her great beauty.
  Our God will come, and he will not be silent.
Before him, a devouring fire;
  around him, a tempest rages.
He will call upon the heavens above, and on the earth, to judge his people.
“Bring together before me my chosen ones, who have sealed my covenant with sacrifice.”
The heavens will proclaim his justice; for God is the true judge.
Glory be to the Father and to the Son and to the Holy Spirit,
  as it was in the beginning, is now, and ever shall be,
  world without end.
Amen.
The Lord has summoned heaven and earth to witness his judgement of his people.

Psalm 49 (50)
Call on me in the day of trouble, and I will come to free you.
Listen, my people, and I will speak;
  Israel, I will testify against you.
I am God, your God.
I will not reproach you with your sacrifices,
  for your burnt offerings are always before me.
But I will not accept calves from your houses,
  nor goats from your flocks.
For all the beasts of the forests are mine,
  and in the hills, a thousand animals.
All the birds of the air – I know them.
  Whatever moves in the fields – it is mine.
If I am hungry, I will not tell you;
  for the whole world is mine, and all that is in it.
Am I to eat the flesh of bulls,
  or drink the blood of goats?
Offer a sacrifice to God – a sacrifice of praise;
  to the Most High, fulfil your vows.
Then you may call upon me in the time of trouble:
  I will rescue you, and you will honour me.
Glory be to the Father and to the Son and to the Holy Spirit,
  as it was in the beginning, is now, and ever shall be,
  world without end.
Amen.
Call on me in the day of trouble, and I will come to free you.

Psalm 49 (50)
A sacrifice of thanksgiving will honour me.
To the sinner, God has said this:
Why do you recite my statutes?
  Why do you dare to speak my covenant?
For you hate what I teach you,
  and reject what I tell you.
The moment you saw a thief, you joined him;
  you threw in your lot with adulterers.
You spoke evil with your mouth,
  and your tongue made plans to deceive.
Solemnly seated, you denounced your own brother;
  you poured forth hatred against your own mother’s son.
All this you did, and I was silent;
  so you thought that I was just like you.
But I will reprove you –
  I will confront you with all you have done.
Understand this, you who forget God;
  lest I tear you apart, with no-one there to save you.
Whoever offers up a sacrifice of praise gives me true honour;
  whoever follows a sinless path in life will be shown the salvation of God.
Glory be to the Father and to the Son and to the Holy Spirit,
  as it was in the beginning, is now, and ever shall be,
  world without end.
Amen.
A sacrifice of thanksgiving will honour me.

We ceaselessly pray to God for you.
For you to have the fullest knowledge of God’s will.

First ReadingJob 13:13-14:6 ©
Silence! Now I will do the talking,
  whatever may befall me.
I put my flesh between my teeth,
  I take my life in my hands.
Let him kill me if he will; I have no other hope
  than to justify my conduct in his eyes.
This very boldness gives promise of my release,
  since no godless man would dare appear before him.
Listen carefully to my words,
  and lend your ears to what I have to say.
You shall see, I will proceed by due form of law,
  persuaded, as I am, that I am guiltless.
Who comes against me with an accusation?
  Let him come! I am ready to be silenced and to die.
But grant me these two favours:
  if not, I shall not dare to confront you.
Take your hand away, which lies so heavy on me,
  no longer make me cower from your terror.
Then arraign me, and I will reply;
  or rather, I will speak and you shall answer me.
How many faults and crimes have I committed?
  What law have I transgressed, or in what have I offended?
Why do you hide your face
  and look on me as your enemy?
Will you intimidate a wind-blown leaf,
  will you chase the dried-up chaff;
you list bitter accusations against me,
  taxing me with the faults of my youth,
after putting my feet in the stocks,
  watching my every step,
  and measuring my footprints;
while my life is crumbling like rotten wood,
  or a moth-eaten garment.
Man, born of woman,
  has a short life yet has his fill of sorrow.
He blossoms, and he withers, like a flower;
  fleeting as a shadow, transient.
And is this what you deign to turn your gaze on,
  him that you would bring before you to be judged?
Who can bring the clean out of the unclean?
  No man alive!
Since man’s days are measured out,
  since his tale of months depends on you,
  since you assign him bounds he cannot pass,
turn your eyes from him, leave him alone,
  like a hired drudge, to finish his day.
Responsory
℟. Lord, do not hide me from your face; take your hand away from me,* and let not the dread of you fill me with terror.
℣. Lord, correct me gently, not in your anger, or you will reduce me to nothing;* and let not the dread of you fill me with terror.

Second Reading
From the Life of Cardinal Reginald Pole by his secretary, Luigi Beccatello
We have one more patron to intercede for us
This is how the Cardinal received the news of his mother’s death. He had received several letters from France, Spain and Flanders, and having read them, he called me, as his custom was, to return the answers. As I was putting them together I perceived one to be in English, and told him I need not take that with me, as I did not understand the language. To which he replied, with perfect equanimity, “I could wish you did, that you might read the good news it contains”; and on my replying, “I hope your Excellency will make me partaker of it”, “Hitherto”, he said, “I have thought myself indebted to the divine goodness for having received my birth from one of the most noble and virtuous women in England; but from henceforward my obligation will be much greater, for I understand that I am now the son of a martyr. May God be thanked and praised.” I was distressed at his news, but he consoled me; saying, “We must rejoice, because now we have one more patron, to intercede for us in Heaven.” He then retired to his oratory for the space of one hour, after which he emerged in his usual good spirits. It was not that he did not love his mother, for he always spoke of her with great affection, but rather that he was given the grace not to be sighed down by such sad news.
Responsory
℟. Blessed are the poor in spirit:* theirs is the kingdom of heaven.
℣. Blessed are they who suffer persecution for righteousness’ sake;* theirs is the kingdom of heaven.

Let us pray.
All-powerful, ever-living God,
you gave Blessed Margaret Pole the courage to witness to the gospel of Christ
even to the point of giving her life for it.
By her prayers help us to endure all our suffering for love of you
and to seek you with all our hearts,
for you alone are the source of life.
Grant this through our Lord Jesus Christ your Son,
who lives and reigns with you and the Holy Spirit,
one God, for ever and ever.
Amen.

Let us praise the Lord.
– Thanks be to God.

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