Morning Prayer, Rite Two for Saturday, September 13, 2025

September 13, 2025

Saturday In The Week Of Proper 18

Isaiah 57:15

Thus says the high and lofty One who inhabits eternity, whose name is Holy, “I dwell in the high and holy place and also with the one who has a contrite and humble spirit, to revive the spirit of the humble and to revive the heart of the contrite.”

Confession of Sin

Let us confess our sins against God and our neighbor.

Most merciful God,
we confess that we have sinned against you
in thought, word, and deed,
by what we have done,
and by what we have left undone.
We have not loved you with our whole heart;
we have not loved our neighbors as ourselves.
We are truly sorry and we humbly repent.
For the sake of your Son Jesus Christ,
have mercy on us and forgive us;
that we may delight in your will,
and walk in your ways,
to the glory of your Name. Amen.

Almighty God have mercy on us, forgive us all our sins through our Lord Jesus Christ, strengthen us in all goodness, and by the power of the Holy Spirit keep us in eternal life. Amen.

Invitatory and Psalter

Officiant: Lord, open our lips.
People: And our mouth shall proclaim your praise.

Glory to the Father, and to the Son, and to the Holy Spirit: as it was in the beginning, is now, and will be for ever. Amen.

Alleluia.

The earth is the Lord’s for he made it: Come let us adore him.

Psalm 95:1-7

Venite

Come, let us sing to the Lord; *

let us shout for joy to the Rock of our salvation.

Let us come before his presence with thanksgiving *

and raise a loud shout to him with psalms.

For the Lord is a great God, *

and a great King above all gods.

In his hand are the caverns of the earth, *

and the heights of the hills are his also.

The sea is his, for he made it, *

and his hands have molded the dry land.

Come, let us bow down, and bend the knee, *

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. *

Oh, that today you would hearken to his voice!

The Psalm or Psalms Appointed

Psalm 55

Hear my prayer, O God; *

do not hide yourself from my petition.

Listen to me and answer me; *

I have no peace, because of my cares.

I am shaken by the noise of the enemy *

and by the pressure of the wicked;

For they have cast an evil spell upon me *

and are set against me in fury.

My heart quakes within me, *

and the terrors of death have fallen upon me.

Fear and trembling have come over me, *

and horror overwhelms me.

And I said, "Oh, that I had wings like a dove! *

I would fly away and be at rest.

I would flee to a far-off place *

and make my lodging in the wilderness.

I would hasten to escape *

from the stormy wind and tempest."

Swallow them up, O Lord;

confound their speech; *

for I have seen violence and strife in the city.

Day and night the watchmen make their rounds upon her walls, *

but trouble and misery are in the midst of her.

There is corruption at her heart; *

her streets are never free of oppression and deceit.

For had it been an adversary who taunted me,

then I could have borne it; *

or had it been an enemy who vaunted himself against me,

then I could have hidden from him.

But it was you, a man after my own heart, *

my companion, my own familiar friend.

We took sweet counsel together, *

and walked with the throng in the house of God.

Let death come upon them suddenly;

let them go down alive to the grave; *

for wickedness is in their dwellings, in their very midst.

But I will call upon God, *

and the LORD will deliver me.

In the evening, in the morning, and at noonday,

I will complain and lament, *

and he will hear my voice.

He will bring me safely back from the battle waged against me; *

for there are many who fight me.

God, who is enthroned of old, will hear me and ring them down; *

they never change; they do not fear God.

My companion stretched forth his hand against his comrade; *

he has broken his covenant.

His speech is softer than butter, *

but war is in his heart.

His words are smoother than oil, *

but they are drawn swords.

Cast your burden upon the LORD,

and he will sustain you; *

he will never let the righteous stumble.

For you will bring the bloodthirsty and deceitful *

down to the pit of destruction, O God.

They shall not live out half their days, *

but I will put my trust in you.

Glory to the Father, and to the Son, and to the Holy Spirit: as it was in the beginning, is now, and will be for ever. Amen.

The Lessons

1 Kgs 18:41-19:8

The Drought Ends

Elijah said to Ahab, “Go up, eat and drink; for there is a sound of rushing rain.” So Ahab went up to eat and to drink. Elijah went up to the top of Carmel; there he bowed himself down upon the earth and put his face between his knees. He said to his servant, “Go up now, look toward the sea.” He went up and looked, and said, “There is nothing.” Then he said, “Go again seven times.” At the seventh time he said, “Look, a little cloud no bigger than a person’s hand is rising out of the sea.” Then he said, “Go say to Ahab, ‘Harness your chariot and go down before the rain stops you.’” In a little while the heavens grew black with clouds and wind; there was a heavy rain. Ahab rode off and went to Jezreel. But the hand of the Lord was on Elijah; he girded up his loins and ran in front of Ahab to the entrance of Jezreel.

Elijah Flees from Jezebel

Ahab told Jezebel all that Elijah had done, and how he had killed all the prophets with the sword. Then Jezebel sent a messenger to Elijah, saying, “So may the gods do to me, and more also, if I do not make your life like the life of one of them by this time tomorrow.” Then he was afraid; he got up and fled for his life, and came to Beer-sheba, which belongs to Judah; he left his servant there.

But he himself went a day’s journey into the wilderness, and came and sat down under a solitary broom tree. He asked that he might die: “It is enough; now, O Lord, take away my life, for I am no better than my ancestors.” Then he lay down under the broom tree and fell asleep. Suddenly an angel touched him and said to him, “Get up and eat.” He looked, and there at his head was a cake baked on hot stones, and a jar of water. He ate and drank, and lay down again. The angel of the Lord came a second time, touched him, and said, “Get up and eat, otherwise the journey will be too much for you.” He got up, and ate and drank; then he went in the strength of that food forty days and forty nights to Horeb the mount of God.

The Word of the Lord.
Thanks be to God.