Thursday of the Twenty-fifth Week in Ordinary Time
I every age, O Lord, you have been our refuge.
First ReadingEcclesiastes 1:2-11
Vanity of vanities, says the Preacher, vanity of vanities! All is vanity. What does man gain by all the toil at which he toils under the sun? A generation goes, and a generation comes, but the earth remains for ever. The sun rises and the sun goes down, and hastens to the place where it rises. The wind blows to the south, and goes round to the north; round and round goes the wind, and on its circuits the wind returns. All streams run to the sea, but the sea is not full; to the place where the streams flow, there they flow again. All things are full of weariness; a man cannot utter it; the eye is not satisfied with seeing, nor the ear filled with hearing. What has been is what will be, and what has been done is what will be done; and there is nothing new under the sun. Is there a thing of which it is said, “See, this is new”? It has been already, in the ages before us.
There is no remembrance of former things, nor will there be any remembrance of later things yet to happen among those who come after.
Responsorial PsalmPsalm 90:3-4, 5-6, 12-13, 14, 17
℟I every age, O Lord, you have been our refuge.
You turn man back to the dust, and say, “Turn back, O children of men!”
For a thousand years in your sight are but as yesterday when it is past, or as a watch in the night.
℟I every age, O Lord, you have been our refuge.
You sweep men away; they are like a dream, like grass which is renewed in the morning:
in the morning it flourishes and is renewed; in the evening it fades and withers.
℟I every age, O Lord, you have been our refuge.
So teach us to number our days that we may get a heart of wisdom.
Return, O Lord! How long? Have pity on your servants!
℟I every age, O Lord, you have been our refuge.
Satisfy us in the morning with your mercy, that we may rejoice and be glad all our days.
℟I every age, O Lord, you have been our refuge.
Let the favor of the Lord our God be upon us, and establish the work of our hands upon us, yes, establish the work of our hands.
℟I every age, O Lord, you have been our refuge.
AlleluiaJohn 14:6
℟Alleluia!
Jesus said to him, “I am the way, and the truth, and the life; no one comes to the Father, but by me.”
℟Alleluia!
GospelLuke 9:7-9
Now Herod the tetrarch heard of all that was done, and he was perplexed, because it was said by some that John had been raised from the dead, by some that Eli′jah had appeared, and by others that one of the old prophets had risen. Herod said, “John I beheaded; but who is this about whom I hear such things?” And he sought to see him.
Revised Standard Version, Second Catholic Edition, Ignatius Press, Copyright ⓒ 2006.