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Celebrating 50 episodes with you and with Our Lord Jesus Christ. 🙏🏼 So glad you're here. This is Psalm 46 for you. Accompanied by uplifting harp music. 🎈
The waters of a river give joy to God’s city,
the holy place, the abode of the Most High.
God is for us a refuge and strength,
an ever-present help in time of distress:
so we shall not fear though the earth should rock,
though the mountains quake to the heart of the sea.
The waters of a river give joy to God’s city,
the holy place, the abode of the Most High.
The waters of a river give joy to God’s city,
the holy place, the abode of the Most High.
God is in her midst, she cannot be shaken;
God will help her at the dawning of the day.
The waters of a river give joy to God’s city,
the holy place, the abode of the Most High.
The LORD of hosts is with us:
the God of Jacob is our stronghold.
Come and behold the works of the LORD,
the awesome deeds he has done on the earth.
The waters of a river give joy to God’s city,
the holy place, the abode of the Most High.
A beautifully poetic prayer about Jesus' powerful role in our lives. With soft, sacred harp. Prayer found here.
Psalm 78 is followed by a piece of contemplative harp music. You can find the music here.
Never forget the deeds of the Lord!
Give ear, my people, to my teaching;
incline your ear to the words of my mouth.
I will open my mouth in a parable
and utter hidden lessons of the past.
Never forget the deeds of the Lord!
When he slew them, then they sought him,
repented and earnestly sought God.
They would remember that God was their rock,
God the Most High their redeemer.
Never forget the deeds of the Lord!
Yet they deceived him with their mouths;
they lied to him with their tongues.
For their hearts were not steadfast towards him;
they were not faithful to his covenant.
Never forget the deeds of the Lord!
Yet he who is full of compassion
forgave them their sin and spared them.
So often he held back his anger,
and did not stir up all his rage.
Never forget the deeds of the Lord!
A wonderful prayer of humility and healing connecting you with Our Lord Jesus Christ. Let Him guide you through life. Let Him help you heal. You are not alone.
A Prayer for Healing
Lord, You invite all who are burdened to come to you. Allow Your healing Hand to heal me. Touch my soul with Your compassion for others; touch my heart with Your courage and infinite Love for all; touch my mind with Your Wisdom, and may my mouth always proclaim Your praise. Teach me to reach out to You in all my needs, and help me to lead others to You by my example.
Most loving Heart of Jesus, bring me health in body and spirit that I may serve You with all my strength. Touch gently this life which you have created, now and forever.
Amen.
This Psalm is accommpanied by a harp lullaby and a rain soundscape. It's funny that I will also be singing this as a solo in church today!
Happy Sunday!
Holly ✨
In the LORD’S own house shall I dwell
for length of days unending.
The LORD is my shepherd;
there is nothing I shall want.
Fresh and green are the pastures
where he gives me repose.
Near restful waters he leads me;
he revives my soul.
In the LORD’S own house shall I dwell
for length of days unending.
He guides me along the right path,
for the sake of his name.
Though I should walk in the valley of the shadow of death,
no evil would I fear, for you are with me.
Your crook and your staff will give me comfort.
In the LORD’S own house shall I dwell
for length of days unending.
You have prepared a table before me
in the sight of my foes.
My head you have anointed with oil;
my cup is overflowing.
In the LORD’S own house shall I dwell
for length of days unending.
Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me
all the days of my life.
In the LORD’s own house shall I dwell
for length of days unending.
In the LORD’S own house shall I dwell
for length of days unending.
A recording of Responsorial Psalm 139. I love the poetic descriptions in this one. It's one of my favourites. It reminds me of how perfectly held I am by God.
Responsorial Psalm
Ps 139(138):1-3. 7-8. 9-10. 13-14b. ℟24b
Lead me, O LORD, in the way everlasting.
O LORD, you search me and you know me.
You yourself know my resting and my rising;
you discern my thoughts from afar.
You mark when I walk or lie down;
you know all my ways through and through.
Lead me, O LORD, in the way everlasting.
O where can I go from your spirit,
or where can I flee from your face?
If I climb the heavens, you are there.
If I lie in Sheol, you are there.
Lead me, O LORD, in the way everlasting.
If I take the wings of the dawn
or dwell at the sea’s furthest end,
even there your hand would lead me;
your right hand would hold me fast.
Lead me, O LORD, in the way everlasting.
For it was you who formed my inmost being,
knit me together in my mother’s womb.
I thank you who wonderfully made me;
how wonderful are your works.
Lead me, O LORD, in the way everlasting.
It's the feast day of Saint Michael today, my favourite angel. I first met Saint Michael, when I attended a Brazilian Church and sang this powerful hymn. Since then he has been with me in times of trouble and I have called on his blue mantle of light for protection. Here are three prayers asking for his divine assistance.
This is a trio of healing prayers. Send this to someone, who is having an operation and needs spiritual support and love. Following this prayer are two beautiful healing prayers offering strength and courage. The last one is a prayer to the Infant Jesus of Good Health. Find these prayers here.
Two beautiful autumnal prayers coupled with a piece of music I composed in 2020 called The Queen of Autumn. I remember bringing food donations into school for Harvest Festival. It was always exciting, colourful and abundant to see the offerings. It's a preparational time isn't it? For soon winter's embrace will be upon us.
Happy autumn everyone! Stay cosy. 🍃🌿🍁🍂✨❄️
A simple heartfelt prayer to Jesus, for Him to be at your side, when everything feels dark and desperate. And not just to be at your side, this prayer asks that you live in Him, being so very close to him that there is no separation, especially at the hour of death. Accompanied by soft, simple harp and rain.
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