Friday 27 August

Collect
God of all mercy,
you have set aside our sins
and given us your healing:
grant that we who are made whole in Christ
may bring that healing to this broken world,
in the name of Jesus Christ our Lord.  Amen.

Mark 7.31-37
Then he returned from the region of Tyre, and went by way of Sidon towards the Sea of Galilee, in the region of the Decapolis. 32 They brought to him a deaf man who had an impediment in his speech; and they begged him to lay his hand on him. 33 He took him aside in private, away from the crowd, and put his fingers into his ears, and he spat and touched his tongue. 34 Then looking up to heaven, he sighed and said to him, ‘Ephphatha’, that is, ‘Be opened.’ 35 And immediately his ears were opened, his tongue was released, and he spoke plainly. 36 Then Jesus[i] ordered them to tell no one; but the more he ordered them, the more zealously they proclaimed it. 37 They were astounded beyond measure, saying, ‘He has done everything well; he even makes the deaf to hear and the mute to speak.’

Psalm 139
    O Lord, you have searched me out and known me;
   you know my sitting down and my rising up;
      you discern my thoughts from afar.
    You mark out my journeys and my resting place
   and are acquainted with all my ways.
    For there is not a word on my tongue,
   but you, O Lord, know it altogether.
    You encompass me behind and before
   and lay your hand upon me.
    Such knowledge is too wonderful for me,
   so high that I cannot attain it.
    Where can I go then from your spirit?
   Or where can I flee from your presence?
    If I climb up to heaven, you are there;
   if I make the grave my bed, you are there also.
    If I take the wings of the morning
   and dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea,
    Even there your hand shall lead me,
   your right hand hold me fast.
      If I say, ‘Surely the darkness will cover me
   and the light around me turn to night,’
      Even darkness is no darkness with you;
      the night is as clear as the day;
   darkness and light to you are both alike.
      For you yourself created my inmost parts;
   you knit me together in my mother’s womb.
      I thank you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made;
   marvellous are your works, my soul knows well.
      My frame was not hidden from you,
   when I was made in secret
      and woven in the depths of the earth.
      Your eyes beheld my form, as yet unfinished;
   already in your book were all my members written,
      As day by day they were fashioned
   when as yet there was none of them.
      How deep are your counsels to me, O God!
   How great is the sum of them!
      If I count them, they are more in number than the sand,
   and at the end, I am still in your presence.
      O that you would slay the wicked, O God,
   that the bloodthirsty might depart from me!
      They speak against you with wicked intent;
   your enemies take up your name for evil.
      Do I not oppose those, O Lord, who oppose you?
   Do I not abhor those who rise up against you?
      I hate them with a perfect hatred;
   they have become my own enemies also.
      Search me out, O God, and know my heart;
   try me and examine my thoughts.
      See if there is any way of wickedness in me
   and lead me in the way everlasting.