Monthly Archives: November 2010

Hour of Mercy: Psalm 143 (New American Bible)

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A psalm of David. LORD, hear my prayer; in your faithfulness listen to my pleading; answer me in your justice.
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Do not enter into judgment with your servant; before you no living being can be just.
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 The enemy has pursued me; they have crushed my life to the ground. They have left me in darkness like those long dead.
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My spirit is faint within me; my heart is dismayed.
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I remember the days of old; I ponder all your deeds; the works of your hands I recall.
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I stretch out my hands to you; I thirst for you like a parched land. Selah
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Hasten to answer me, LORD; for my spirit fails me. Do not hide your face from me, lest I become like those descending to the pit.
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At dawn let me hear of your kindness, for in you I trust. Show me the path I should walk, for to you I entrust my life.
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Rescue me, LORD, from my foes, for in you I hope.
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Teach me to do your will, for you are my God. May your kind spirit guide me on ground that is level.
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For your name’s sake, LORD, give me life; in your justice lead me out of distress.
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In your kindness put an end to my foes; destroy all who attack me, for I am your servant. Psalm

Hour of Mercy: Psalm 130 (New American Bible)

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A song of ascents. Out of the depths I call to you, LORD;
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Lord, hear my cry! May your ears be attentive to my cry for mercy.
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If you, LORD, mark our sins, Lord, who can stand?
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But with you is forgiveness and so you are revered.
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I wait with longing for the LORD, my soul waits for his word.
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My soul looks for the Lord more than sentinels for daybreak. More than sentinels for daybreak,
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let Israel look for the LORD, For with the LORD is kindness, with him is full redemption,
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And God will redeem Israel from all their sins.

Hour of Mercy: Psalm 102 (New American Bible)

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 The prayer of one afflicted and wasting away whose anguish is poured out before the LORD.
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LORD, hear my prayer; let my cry come to you.
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Do not hide your face from me now that I am in distress. Turn your ear to me; when I call, answer me quickly.
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For my days vanish like smoke; my bones burn away as in a furnace.
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I am withered, dried up like grass, too wasted to eat my food.
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From my loud groaning I become just skin and bones.
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I am like a desert owl, like an owl among the ruins.
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I lie awake and moan, like a lone sparrow on the roof.
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All day long my enemies taunt me; in their rage, they make my name a curse.
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I eat ashes like bread, mingle my drink with tears.
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Because of your furious wrath, you lifted me up just to cast me down.
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My days are like a lengthening shadow; I wither like the grass.
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But you, LORD, are enthroned forever; your renown is for all generations.
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You will again show mercy to Zion; now is the time for pity; the appointed time has come.
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Its stones are dear to your servants; its dust moves them to pity.
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The nations shall revere your name, LORD, all the kings of the earth, your glory,
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Once the LORD has rebuilt Zion and appeared in glory,
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Heeding the plea of the lowly, not scorning their prayer.
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Let this be written for the next generation, for a people not yet born, that they may praise the LORD:
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“The LORD looked down from the holy heights, viewed the earth from heaven,
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To attend to the groaning of the prisoners, to release those doomed to die.”
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Then the LORD’S name will be declared on Zion, the praise of God in Jerusalem,
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When all peoples and kingdoms gather to worship the LORD.
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God has shattered my strength in mid-course, has cut short my days.
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I plead, O my God, do not take me in the midst of my days. Your years last through all generations.
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Of old you laid the earth’s foundations; the heavens are the work of your hands.
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They perish, but you remain; they all wear out like a garment; Like clothing you change them and they are changed,
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but you are the same, your years have no end.
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May the children of your servants live on; may their descendants live in your presence.

What’s the big deal?

So, apparently people are stunned by the way Wheel of Fortune contestant Caitlin Burke solved a 27-letter, 7 word puzzle with just one letter, but it’s actually quite simple.

Now, her accomplishment is laudable, but it’s really just a matter of logic.

I haven’t even watched the video. I only had to see the following picture to solve it myself:


Here’s what she had on the board:
_’__ ___ _ ____ ___L___ _____ ____
The “L” is not important because of where it appears but because of where it *doesn’t” appear.
The contraction at the beginning *has* to start with “I”.
So it’s either “I’ll” or “I’ve.”
Since the “L” is used, it has to be “I’ve”.
So, three letter word after “I’ve.” Obviously, “got.” Then the next is obviously “a”
“I’ve got a” what?
Four letter word then three-L-three
This is where what she did was really impressive, getting it under pressure, since it’s the kind of thing people have a hard time doing all the time in the final round:
FEELING
She could have stumbled around “feeling” for some time, but it is the only word that logically fits.
Then “good” before it is logical, and “about” and “this” follow suit by the mere number of letters.

I believe in an unborn woman’s right to choose

Hour of Mercy: Psalm 51 (New American Bible)

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or the leader. A psalm of David,
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when Nathan the prophet came to him after his affair with Bathsheba.
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Have mercy on me, God, in your goodness; in your abundant compassion blot out my offense.
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Wash away all my guilt; from my sin cleanse me.
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For I know my offense; my sin is always before me.
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Against you alone have I sinned; I have done such evil in your sight That you are just in your sentence, blameless when you condemn.
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True, I was born guilty, a sinner, even as my mother conceived me.
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Still, you insist on sincerity of heart; in my inmost being teach me wisdom.
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Cleanse me with hyssop, that I may be pure; wash me, make me whiter than snow.
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Let me hear sounds of joy and gladness; let the bones you have crushed rejoice.
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Turn away your face from my sins; blot out all my guilt.
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A clean heart create for me, God; renew in me a steadfast spirit.
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Do not drive me from your presence, nor take from me your holy spirit.
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Restore my joy in your salvation; sustain in me a willing spirit.
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I will teach the wicked your ways, that sinners may return to you.
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Rescue me from death, God, my saving God, that my tongue may praise your healing power.
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Lord, open my lips; my mouth will proclaim your praise.
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For you do not desire sacrifice; a burnt offering you would not accept.
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My sacrifice, God, is a broken spirit; God, do not spurn a broken, humbled heart.
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Make Zion prosper in your good pleasure; rebuild the walls of Jerusalem.
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Then you will be pleased with proper sacrifice, burnt offerings and holocausts; then bullocks will be offered on your altar.

It’s in the Psalms