Job, Chapter 29
(1) Moreover Job continued his parable, and said, (2) Oh that I were as in months past, as in the days when God preserved me; (3) When his candle shined upon my head, and when by his light I walked through darkness; (4) As I was in the days of my youth, when the secret of God was upon my tabernacle; (5) When the Almighty was yet with me, when my children were about me; (6) When I washed my steps with butter, and the rock poured me out rivers of oil; (7) When I went out to the gate through the city, when I prepared my seat in the street! (8) The young men saw me, and hid themselves: and the aged arose, and stood up. (9) The princes refrained talking, and laid their hand on their mouth. (10) The nobles held their peace, and their tongue cleaved to the roof of their mouth. (11) When the ear heard me, then it blessed me; and when the eye saw me, it gave witness to me: (12) Because I delivered the poor that cried, and the fatherless, and him that had none to help him. (13) The blessing of him that was ready to perish came upon me: and I caused the widow's heart to sing for joy. (14) I put on righteousness, and it clothed me: my judgment was as a robe and a diadem. (15) I was eyes to the blind, and feet was I to the lame. (16) I was a father to the poor: and the cause which I knew not I searched out. (17) And I brake the jaws of the wicked, and plucked the spoil out of his teeth. (18) Then I said, I shall die in my nest, and I shall multiply my days as the sand. (19) My root was spread out by the waters, and the dew lay all night upon my branch. (20) My glory was fresh in me, and my bow was renewed in my hand. (21) Unto me men gave ear, and waited, and kept silence at my counsel. (22) After my words they spake not again; and my speech dropped upon them. (23) And they waited for me as for the rain; and they opened their mouth wide as for the latter rain. (24) If I laughed on them, they believed it not; and the light of my countenance they cast not down. (25) I chose out their way, and sat chief, and dwelt as a king in the army, as one that comforteth the mourners.
A Random Prayer...
To Saint Theresa of the Child Jesus for the Conversion of Russia
O loving and compassionate Saint, deign to comfort our Russian brethren, the victims of a long and cruel persecution of the Christian name; obtain for them perseverance in the faith, progress in the love of God and of their neighbor, and in confidence toward the most holy Mother of God; prepare for them holy priests who shall make reparation for the blasphemies and sacrileges committed against the holy Eucharist; grant that angelic purity, especially in the young, and every Christian virtue may once more flourish amongst them, to the end that this noble people, being delivered from all slavery and returning freely to the one fold entrusted by the loving Heart of the Risen Christ to Saint Peter and his successors, may at length taste the joy of glorifying the Father and the Son and the Holy Spirit in the fellowship of the holy Catholic Church. Amen. (An indulgence of 300 days. A plenary indulgence on the usual conditions if this prayer is said devoutly every day for a month. --S. P. Ap., Aug. 19, 1929. Imprimatur Most Rev. Geo. W. Ahr, Bishop of Trenton)
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