Saturday 18 September

Collect
God, who in generous mercy sent the Holy Spirit
   upon your Church in the burning fire of your love:
grant that your people may be fervent
   in the fellowship of the gospel
that, always abiding in you,
they may be found steadfast in faith and active in service;
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.

Mark 12.18–27
 Some Sadducees, who say there is no resurrection, came to him and asked him a question, saying, ‘Teacher, Moses wrote for us that if a man’s brother dies, leaving a wife but no child, the man shall marry the widow and raise up children for his brother. There were seven brothers; the first married and, when he died, left no children; and the second married her and died, leaving no children; and the third likewise; none of the seven left children. Last of all the woman herself died. In the resurrection whose wife will she be? For the seven had married her.’
 Jesus said to them, ‘Is not this the reason you are wrong, that you know neither the scriptures nor the power of God? For when they rise from the dead, they neither marry nor are given in marriage, but are like angels in heaven. And as for the dead being raised, have you not read in the book of Moses, in the story about the bush, how God said to him, “I am the God of Abraham, the God of Isaac, and the God of Jacob”? He is God not of the dead, but of the living; you are quite wrong.’

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.