Sunday, July 27, 2014

THE SEVENTEENTH SUNDAY IN ORDINARY TIME

PRAYER OF THE DAY

The LITANY of the MARTYRS of LONDON

Lord have mercy.
Lord have mercy.
Christ have mercy.
Christ have mercy.
Lord have mercy.
Lord have mercy.
Christ hear us.
Christ graciously hear us.

God the Father of heaven,
Have mercy on us.
God the Son, redeemer of the world,
Have mercy on us.
God the Holy Ghost,
Have mercy on us.
Holy Trinity One God,
Have mercy on us.

Holy Mary,
Pray for us.
Holy Mother of God,
Pray for us.
Our Lady of Ransom,
Pray for us.
Our Lady of Walsingham,
Pray for us.
Saint Peter,
Pray for us.
Saint Paul,
Pray for us.
Saint George,
Pray for us.
Saint David,
Pray for us.
Saint Germanus,
Pray for us.
Saint Gregory the Great,
Pray for us.
All ye holy Patrons and Protectors of England and Wales,
Pray for us.
Saint John Fisher,
Pray for us.
Saint Oliver Plunket,
Pray for us.
Saint Ralph Sherwin,
Pray for us.
Saint Alexander Briant,
Pray for us.
Saint Luke Kirby,
Pray for us.
Saint Edmund Gennings,
Pray for us.
Saint Eustace White,
Pray for us.
Saint Polydore Plasden,
Pray for us.
Saint John Almond,
Pray for us.
Saint John Southworth,
Pray for us.
All ye holy Martyrs of the Secular Clergy,
Pray for us.
Saint John Roberts,
Pray for us.
Saint Alban Roe,
Pray for us.
Saint John Houghton,
Pray for us.
Saint Augustine Weber,
Pray for us.
Saint Robert Lawrence,
Pray for us.
Saint Richard Reynolds,
Pray for us.
Saint John Jones,
Pray for us.
Saint Edmund Campion,
Pray for us.
Saint Robert Southwell,
Pray for us.
Saint Henry Walpole,
Pray for us.
Saint Thomas Garnet,
Pray for us.
Saint Henry Morse,
Pray for us.
Saint Nicholas Owen,
Pray for us.
All ye holy Martyrs of the Religious Orders,
Pray for us.
Saint Thomas More,
Pray for us.
Saint Philip Howard,
Pray for us.
Saint Swithin Wells,
Pray for us.
Saint Margaret Ward,
Pray for us.
Saint Anne Line,
Pray for us.
All ye holy Martyrs of the Laity,
Pray for us.
Blessed John Haile,
Pray for us.
Blessed Thomas Abel,
Pray for us.
Blessed Edward Powell,
Pray for us.
Blessed Richard Fetherston,
Pray for us.
Blessed John Larke,
Pray for us.
Blessed Thomas Woodhouse,
Pray for us.
Blessed Everard Hanse,
Pray for us.
Blessed George Haydock,
Pray for us.
Blessed Nicholas Woodfen,
Pray for us.
Blessed Richard Sergeant,
Pray for us.
Blessed William Thompson,
Pray for us.
Blessed John Lowe,
Pray for us.
Blessed John Adams,
Pray for us.
Blessed Robert Dibdale,
Pray for us.
Blessed Mountford Scott,
Pray for us.
Blessed George Beesley,
Pray for us.
Blessed Thomas Pormort,
Pray for us.
Blessed Robert Drury,
Pray for us.
Blessed Thomas Maxfield,
Pray for us.
Blessed William Ward,
Pray for us.
All ye blessed Martyrs of the Secular Clergy,
Pray for us.
Blessed Philip Powell,
Pray for us.
Blessed Humphrey Middlemore,
Pray for us.
Blessed John Forest,
Pray for us.
Blessed Roger Filcock,
Pray for us.
Blessed Ralph Corby,
Pray for us.
Blessed Thomas Bullaker,
Pray for us.
Blessed Henry Heath,
Pray for us.
Blessed Arthur Bell,
Pray for us.
All ye blessed Martyrs of the Religious Orders,
Pray for us.
Blessed Adrian Fortescue,
Pray for us.
Blessed John Felton,
Pray for us.
Blessed John Storey,
Pray for us.
Blessed William Carter,
Pray for us.
Blessed Henry Webley,
Pray for us.
Blessed Richard Flower,
Pray for us.
Blessed John Roche,
Pray for us.
Blessed Nicholas Horner,
Pray for us.
Blessed Alexander Blake,
Pray for us.
Blessed Brian Lacey,
Pray for us.
Blessed James Duckett,
Pray for us.
Blessed William Howard,
Pray for us.
Blessed Margaret Pole,
Pray for us.
All ye blessed Martyrs of the Laity,
Pray for us.
All ye blessed Martyrs of Tyburn,
Pray for us.
All ye blessed Saints and Martyrs of London,
Pray for us.

Lamb of God, who takest away the sins of the world,
Spare us O Lord.
Lamb of God, who takest away the sins of the world,
Graciously hear us O Lord.
Lamb of God, who takest away the sins of the world,
Have mercy on us.

Jesus, convert England, Jesus,
have mercy on this country.

Let us pray -

O God,
who from the very birth of Thy Church in this land
didst make us the Dowry of Mary and loyal subjects of the Prince of Thine Apostles;
grant by the merits and intercession of these our Saints and Martyrs
that we may continue steadfast in the Catholic Faith,
nor ever fail to cherish that most blessed Virgin as our Mother,
and maintain our allegiance to the See of Peter.

O God,
who didst raise up blessed Martyrs from every rank among us,
to fight manfully for the true faith and the primacy of the Holy See;
grant us through their merits and prayers
that our whole people may agree in the profession of the same faith,
and ever enjoy that unity for which Thy Son prayed.

Amen.


DAILY MASS READINGS

Seventeenth Sunday in Ordinary Time

Reading 1
1 KGS 3:5, 7-12

The LORD appeared to Solomon in a dream at night.
God said, “Ask something of me and I will give it to you.”
Solomon answered:
“O LORD, my God, you have made me, your servant, king
to succeed my father David;
but I am a mere youth, not knowing at all how to act.
I serve you in the midst of the people whom you have chosen,
a people so vast that it cannot be numbered or counted.
Give your servant, therefore, an understanding heart
to judge your people and to distinguish right from wrong.
For who is able to govern this vast people of yours?”

The LORD was pleased that Solomon made this request.
So God said to him:
“Because you have asked for this—
not for a long life for yourself,
nor for riches,
nor for the life of your enemies,
but for understanding so that you may know what is right—
I do as you requested.
I give you a heart so wise and understanding
that there has never been anyone like you up to now,
and after you there will come no one to equal you.”


Responsorial Psalm
PS 119:57, 72, 76-77, 127-128, 129-130

R. Lord, I love your commands.

I have said, O LORD, that my part
is to keep your words.
The law of your mouth is to me more precious
than thousands of gold and silver pieces.

R. Lord, I love your commands.

Let your kindness comfort me
according to your promise to your servants.
Let your compassion come to me that I may live,
for your law is my delight.

R. Lord, I love your commands.

For I love your command
more than gold, however fine.
For in all your precepts I go forward;
every false way I hate.

R. Lord, I love your commands.

Wonderful are your decrees;
therefore I observe them.
The revelation of your words sheds light,
giving understanding to the simple.

R. Lord, I love your commands.


Reading 2
ROM 8:28-30

Brothers and sisters:

We know that all things work for good for those who love God,
who are called according to his purpose.
For those he foreknew he also predestined
to be conformed to the image of his Son,
so that he might be the firstborn
among many brothers and sisters.
And those he predestined he also called;
and those he called he also justified;
and those he justified he also glorified.


Gospel 
MT 13:44-52

Jesus said to his disciples:

“The kingdom of heaven is like a treasure buried in a field,
which a person finds and hides again,
and out of joy goes and sells all that he has and buys that field.
Again, the kingdom of heaven is like a merchant
searching for fine pearls.
When he finds a pearl of great price,
he goes and sells all that he has and buys it.
Again, the kingdom of heaven is like a net thrown into the sea,
which collects fish of every kind.
When it is full they haul it ashore
and sit down to put what is good into buckets.
What is bad they throw away.
Thus it will be at the end of the age.
The angels will go out and separate the wicked from the righteous
and throw them into the fiery furnace,
where there will be wailing and grinding of teeth.

“Do you understand all these things?”

They answered, “Yes.”

And he replied,

“Then every scribe who has been instructed in the kingdom of heaven
is like the head of a household
who brings from his storeroom both the new and the old.”

Or MT 13:44-46

Jesus said to his disciples:

“The kingdom of heaven is like a treasure buried in a field,
which a person finds and hides again,
and out of joy goes and sells all that he has and buys that field.
Again, the kingdom of heaven is like a merchant
searching for fine pearls.
When he finds a pearl of great price,
he goes and sells all that he has and buys it.”


SAINT OF THE DAY

July 27

Blessed William Ward (d. 1641)

The son of Protestant parents, William Ward was born in England about the year 1560 with the surname Webster. He was a young teacher when he journeyed to Spain with a Catholic friend. There he was received into the Church. Returning to England, 
he converted his own mother. Openly professing his faith, he was repeatedly imprisoned.

He was over 40 when he traveled to Belgium to study for the priesthood. 
Ordained and with the new name of Father William Ward, he traveled to Scotland. 
There he was immediately cast into prison and released three years later.

He spent the next 30 years in the vicinity of London, secretly ministering to the Catholic population and earning a reputation as a holy priest with a special love for the poor. For this he was frequently imprisoned or banished from the country. He was eventually betrayed by a priest-hunter and thrown into Newgate Prison. Condemned to be hanged, drawn and quartered, 
he died on July 15, 1641, uttering the words: 
"Jesus, Jesus, Jesus, receive my soul!"

William, who was a Secular Franciscan, was beatified in 1929 along with 162 other English martyrs.


OFFICE OF READINGS

O Lord, open my lips,
and my mouth will proclaim Your Praise!


Invitatory Psalm
Psalm 94 (95)

Come, ring out our joy to the Lord;
hail the God who saves us, alleluia.

Come, let us rejoice in the Lord,
let us acclaim God our salvation.
Let us come before him proclaiming our thanks,
let us acclaim him with songs.

Come, ring out our joy to the Lord;
hail the God who saves us, alleluia.

For the Lord is a great God,
a king above all gods.
For he holds the depths of the earth in his hands,
and the peaks of the mountains are his.
For the sea is his: he made it;
and his hands formed the dry land.

Come, ring out our joy to the Lord;
hail the God who saves us, alleluia.

Come, let us worship and bow down,
bend the knee before the Lord who made us;
for he himself is our God and we are his flock,
the sheep that follow his hand.

Come, ring out our joy to the Lord;
hail the God who saves us, alleluia.

If only, today, you would listen to his voice:
“Do not harden your hearts
as you did at Meribah,
on the day of Massah in the desert,
when your fathers tested me –
they put me to the test,
although they had seen my works.”

Come, ring out our joy to the Lord;
hail the God who saves us, alleluia.

“For forty years they wearied me,
that generation.
I said: their hearts are wandering,
they do not know my paths.
I swore in my anger:
they will never enter my place of rest.”

Come, ring out our joy to the Lord;
hail the God who saves us, alleluia.

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.

Come, ring out our joy to the Lord;
hail the God who saves us, alleluia.


Hymn

Be thou my vision, O Lord of my heart,
Be all else but naught to me, save that thou art;
Be thou my best thought in the day and the night,
Both waking and sleeping, thy presence my light.
Be thou my wisdom, be thou my true word,
Be thou ever with me, and I with thee Lord;
Be thou my great Father, and I thy true son;
Be thou in me dwelling, and I with thee one.
Be thou my breastplate, my sword for the fight;
Be thou my whole armour, be thou my true might;
Be thou my soul’s shelter, be thou my strong tower:
O raise thou me heavenward, great Power of my power.
Riches I heed not, nor man’s empty praise:
Be thou mine inheritance now and always;
Be thou and thou only the first in my heart;
O Sovereign of Heaven, my treasure thou art.
High King of Heaven, thou Heaven’s bright sun,
O grant me its joys after victory is won!
Great heart of my own heart, whatever befall,
Still be my vision, O Ruler of all.


Psalm 1
The two paths

The cross of the Lord is become the tree of life for us.

Blessed the man who does not follow the counsels of the wicked,
or stand in the paths that sinners use,
or sit in the gatherings of those who mock:
his delight is the law of the Lord,
he ponders his law day and night.
He is like a tree planted by flowing waters,
that will give its fruit in due time,
whose leaves will not fade.
All that he does will prosper.
Not thus are the wicked, not thus.
They are like the dust blown by the wind.
At the time of judgement the wicked will not stand,
nor sinners in the council of the just.
For the Lord knows the path of the just;
but the way of the wicked leads to destruction.

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 cross of the Lord is become the tree of life for us.


Psalm 2
The Messiah, king and victor

It is I who have set up my king on Sion.

Why are the nations in a ferment?
Why do the people make their vain plans?
The kings of the earth have risen up;
the leaders have united against the Lord,
against his anointed.
“Let us break their chains, that bind us;
let us throw off their yoke from our shoulders!”
The Lord laughs at them,
he who lives in the heavens derides them.
Then he speaks to them in his anger;
in his fury he throws them into confusion:
“But I – I have set up my king on Zion,
my holy mountain.”
I will proclaim the Lord’s decrees.
The Lord has said to me: “You are my son: today I have begotten you.
Ask me, and I will give you the nations for your inheritance,
the ends of the earth for you to possess.
You will rule them with a rod of iron,
break them in pieces like an earthen pot.”
So now, kings, listen: understand, you who rule the land.
Serve the Lord in fear, tremble even as you praise him.
Learn his teaching, lest he take anger,
lest you perish when his anger bursts into flame.
Blessed are all who put their trust in the Lord.

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.

It is I who have set up my king on Sion.


Psalm 3
The Lord is my protector

You, Lord, are my salvation and my glory:
you lift up my head.

Lord, how many they are, my attackers!
So many rise up against me, so many of them say:
“He can hope for no help from the Lord.”
But you, Lord, are my protector, my glory:
you raise up my head.
I called to the Lord,
and from his holy mountain he heard my voice.
I fell asleep, and slept;
but I rose, for the Lord raised me up.
I will not fear when the people surround me in their thousands.
Rise up, O Lord;
bring me to safety, my God.
Those who attacked me – you struck them on the jaw,
you shattered their teeth.
Salvation comes from the Lord:
Lord, your blessing is upon your people.

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.

You, Lord, are my salvation and my glory:
you lift up my head.


May the word of the Lord find a true home in you.
– Teach and advise one another in all wisdom.


First Reading
2 Corinthians 7:2-16

Keep a place for us in your hearts. We have not injured anyone, or ruined anyone, or exploited anyone. I am not saying this to put any blame on you; as I have already told you, you are in our hearts – together we live or together we die. I have the very greatest confidence in you, and I am so proud of you that in all our trouble I am filled with consolation and my joy is overflowing.

Even after we had come to Macedonia, however, there was no rest for this body of ours. Far from it; we found trouble on all sides: quarrels outside, misgivings inside. But God comforts the miserable, and he comforted us, by the arrival of Titus, and not only by his arrival but also by the comfort which he had gained from you. He has told us all about how you want to see me, 
how sorry you were, and how concerned for me, and so I am happier now than I was before.

But to tell the truth, even if I distressed you by my letter, I do not regret it. I did regret it before, and I see that that letter did distress you, at least for a time; but I am happy now – not because I made you suffer, but because your suffering led to your repentance. Yours has been a kind of suffering that God approves, and so you have come to no kind of harm from us. To suffer in God’s way means changing for the better and leaves no regrets, but to suffer as the world knows suffering brings death. Just look at what suffering in God’s way has brought you: what keenness, what explanations, what indignation, what alarm! Yes, and what aching to see me, what concern for me, and what justice done! In every way you have shown yourselves blameless in this affair. So then, though I wrote the letter to you, it was not written for the sake either of the offender or of the one offended; 
it was to make you realise, in the sight of God, your own concern for us. 
That is what we have found so encouraging.

With this encouragement, too, we had the even greater happiness of finding Titus so happy; thanks to you all, he has no more worries; I had rather boasted to him about you, and now I have not been made to look foolish; in fact, our boasting to Titus has proved to be as true as anything that we ever said to you. His own personal affection for you is all the greater when he remembers how willing you have all been, and with what deep respect you welcomed him. 
I am very happy knowing that I can rely on you so completely.


Responsory

The sadness that is used by God brings a change of heart that leads to salvation,
and there is no regret in it,
but worldly sadness leads to death.

Our sadness is used by God,
and so we suffer no harm,
but worldly sadness leads to death.


Second Reading
From a homily on the 2nd letter to the Corinthians
by Saint John Chrysostom, bishop

I rejoice exceedingly in all my tribulations

Again Paul turns to speak of love, softening the harshness of his rebuke. For after convicting and reproaching them for not loving him as he had loved them, breaking away from his love and attaching themselves to troublemakers, he again takes the edge off the reproach by saying: Open your hearts to us, that is, love us. He asks for a favor which will be no burden to them but will be more profitable to the giver than to the receiver. And he did not use the word “love” but said, more appealingly: Open your hearts to us.

Who, he said, has cast us out of your minds, thrust us from your hearts? How is it that you feel constraint with us? For, since he has said earlier: You are restricted in your own affection, he now declares himself more openly and says: 
Open your heart to us, thus once more drawing them to him. 
For nothing so much wins love as the knowledge that one’s lover desires most of all to be himself loved.

For I said before, he tells them, that you are in our hearts to die together or live together. This is love at its height, that even though in disfavor, he wishes both to die and to live with them. For you are in our hearts, not just somehow or other, 
but in the way I have said. It is possible to love and yet to draw back when danger threatens; but my love is not like that.

I am filled with consolation. What consolation? That which comes from you because you, being changed for the better, have consoled me by what you have done. It is natural for a lover both to complain that he is not loved in return and to fear that he may cause distress by complaining too much. Therefore, he says: I am filled with consolation, I rejoice exceedingly.

It is as if he said, I was much grieved on your account, but you have made it up for me in full measure and given me comfort; 
for you have not only removed the cause for any grief but filled me with a richer joy.

Then he shows the greatness of that joy by saying not only I rejoice exceedingly but also the words which follow: in all my tribulations. So great, he says, was the delight that you gave me that it was not even dimmed by so much tribulation, but overcame by its strength and keenness all those sorrows which had invaded my heart, and took away from me all awareness of them.


Responsory

These things that prove that I am an apostle were done with all patience among you,
with signs and wonders and miracles.
I will be glad to spend all I have,
and myself as well,
in order to help you,
with signs and wonders and miracles.


Canticle
Te Deum

God, we praise you; Lord, we proclaim you!
You, the Father, the eternal –
all the earth venerates you.
All the angels, all the heavens, every power –
The cherubim, the seraphim –
unceasingly, they cry:

“Holy, Holy, Holy, Lord God of Hosts:
heaven and earth are full of the majesty of your glory!”
The glorious choir of Apostles –
The noble ranks of prophets –
The shining army of martyrs –
all praise you.

Throughout the world your holy Church proclaims you.
– Father of immeasurable majesty,
– True Son, only-begotten, worthy of worship,
– Holy Spirit, our Advocate.

You, Christ:
– You are the king of glory.
– You are the Father’s eternal Son.
– You, to free mankind, did not disdain a Virgin’s womb.
– You defeated the sharp spear of Death, and opened the kingdom of heaven to those who believe in you.
– You sit at God’s right hand, in the glory of the Father.
– You will come, so we believe, as our Judge.

And so we ask of you: give help to your servants,
whom you set free at the price of your precious blood.
Number them among your chosen ones in eternal glory.

Bring your people to safety, Lord,
and bless those who are your inheritance.
Rule them and lift them high forever.
Day by day we bless you, Lord: we praise you for ever and for ever.
Of your goodness, Lord, keep us without sin for today.
Have mercy on us, Lord, have mercy on us.
Let your pity, Lord, be upon us, as much as we trust in you.
In you, Lord, I trust: let me never be put to shame.

Let us pray.

Lord God, protector of those who hope in you,
without whom nothing is strong, nothing holy,
support us always with your love.
Guide us so to use the good things of this world,
that even now we may hold fast to what endures for ever.
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.