Prayer for the Day – Tuesday 28 July

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Collect
Lord of all power and might,
the author and giver of all good things:
graft in our hearts the love of your name,
increase in us true religion,
nourish us with all goodness,
and of your great mercy keep us in the same;
through Jesus Christ your Son our Lord,
who is alive and reigns with you,
in the unity of the Holy Spirit,
one God, now and for ever.  Amen.

Luke 22.31-38
‘Simon, Simon, listen! Satan has demanded to sift all of you like wheat, but I have prayed for you that your own faith may not fail; and you, when once you have turned back, strengthen your brothers.’ And he said to him, ‘Lord, I am ready to go with you to prison and to death!’ Jesus said, ‘I tell you, Peter, the cock will not crow this day, until you have denied three times that you know me.’
He said to them, ‘When I sent you out without a purse, bag, or sandals, did you lack anything?’ They said, ‘No, not a thing.’ He said to them, ‘But now, the one who has a purse must take it, and likewise a bag. And the one who has no sword must sell his cloak and buy one. For I tell you, this scripture must be fulfilled in me, “And he was counted among the lawless”; and indeed what is written about me is being fulfilled.’ They said, ‘Lord, look, here are two swords.’ He replied, ‘It is enough.’

Psalm 6
    O Lord, rebuke me not in your wrath;
   neither chasten me in your fierce anger.
    Have mercy on me, Lord, for I am weak;
   Lord, heal me, for my bones are racked.
    My soul also shakes with terror;
   how long, O Lord, how long?
    Turn again, O Lord, and deliver my soul;
   save me for your loving mercy’s sake.
    For in death no one remembers you;
   and who can give you thanks in the grave?
    I am weary with my groaning;
   every night I drench my pillow
      and flood my bed with my tears.
    My eyes are wasted with grief
   and worn away because of all my enemies.
    Depart from me, all you that do evil,
   for the Lord has heard the voice of my weeping.
    The Lord has heard my supplication;
   the Lord will receive my prayer.
      All my enemies shall be put to shame and confusion;
   they shall suddenly turn back in their shame.

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