Prayer for the Day – Thursday 3 December

Collect
Almighty God,
as your kingdom dawns,
turn us from the darkness of sin
   to the light of holiness,
that we may be ready to meet you
in our Lord and Saviour, Jesus Christ.  Amen.

Isaiah 44.1–8
But now hear, O Jacob my servant,
   Israel whom I have chosen!
Thus says the Lord who made you,
   who formed you in the womb and will help you:
Do not fear, O Jacob my servant,
   Jeshurun whom I have chosen.
For I will pour water on the thirsty land,
   and streams on the dry ground;
I will pour my spirit upon your descendants,
   and my blessing on your offspring.
They shall spring up like a green tamarisk,
   like willows by flowing streams.
This one will say, ‘I am the Lord’s’,
   another will be called by the name of Jacob,
yet another will write on the hand, ‘The Lord’s’,
   and adopt the name of Israel.
Thus says the Lord, the King of Israel
   and his Redeemer, the Lord of hosts:
I am the first and I am the last;
   besides me there is no god.
Who is like me? Let them proclaim it,
   let them declare and set it forth before me.
Who has announced from of old the things to come?
   Let them tell us what is yet to be.
Do not fear, or be afraid;
   have I not told you from of old and declared it?
   You are my witnesses!
Is there any god besides me?
   There is no other rock; I know not one.

Psalm 42
As the deer longs for the water brooks,
   so longs my soul for you, O God.
My soul is athirst for God, even for the living God;
   when shall I come before the presence of God?
My tears have been my bread day and night,
   while all day long they say to me, ‘Where is now your God?’
Now when I think on these things, I pour out my soul:
   how I went with the multitude
      and led the procession to the house of God,
With the voice of praise and thanksgiving,
   among those who kept holy day.
Why are you so full of heaviness, O my soul,
   and why are you so disquieted within me?
O put your trust in God;
   for I will yet give him thanks,
      who is the help of my countenance, and my God.
My soul is heavy within me;
   therefore I will remember you from the land of Jordan,
      and from Hermon and the hill of Mizar.
Deep calls to deep in the thunder of your waterfalls;
   all your breakers and waves have gone over me.
The Lord will grant his loving-kindness in the daytime;
   through the night his song will be with me,
      a prayer to the God of my life.
I say to God my rock,
      ‘Why have you forgotten me,
   and why go I so heavily, while the enemy oppresses me?’
As they crush my bones, my enemies mock me;
   while all day long they say to me, ‘Where is now your God?’
Why are you so full of heaviness, O my soul,
   and why are you so disquieted within me?
O put your trust in God;
   for I will yet give him thanks,
      who is the help of my countenance, and my God.