28th June, 2014.
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First reading
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Lamentations
2:2,10-14,18-19 ©
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Beth
The Lord has pitilessly destroyed
all the homes of Jacob;
in his displeasure he has shattered
the strongholds of the
daughter of Judah;
he has thrown to the ground,
he has left accursed the
kingdom and its rulers.
Yod
Mutely they sit on the ground,
the elders of the
daughter of Zion;
they have put dust on their heads,
and wrapped themselves
in sackcloth.
The virgins of Jerusalem hang their
heads
down to the ground.
Kaph
My eyes wasted away with weeping,
my entrails shuddered,
my liver spilled on the ground
at the ruin of the
daughters of my people,
as children, mere infants, fainted
in the squares of the
Citadel.
Lamed
They kept saying to their mothers,
‘Where is the bread?’
as they fainted like wounded men
in the squares of the
City,
as they poured out their souls
on their mothers’
breasts.
Mem
How can I describe you, to what compare
you,
daughter of Jerusalem?
Who can rescue and comfort you,
virgin daughter of Zion?
For huge as the sea is your
affliction;
who can possibly cure
you?
Nun
The visions your prophets had on
your behalf
were delusive, tinsel
things,
they never pointed out your sin,
to ward off your exile.
The visions they proffered you were
false,
fallacious, misleading.
Sade
Cry aloud, then, to the Lord,
groan, daughter of Zion;
let your tears flow like a torrent,
day and night;
give yourself no relief,
grant your eyes no rest.
Qoph
Up, cry out in the night-time,
in the early hours of
darkness;
pour your heart out like water
before the Lord.
Stretch out your hands to him
for the lives of your
children
who faint with hunger at the entrance
to every street.
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Psalm
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Psalm
73:1-7,20-21 ©
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Do not forget your poor servants for
ever.
Why, O God, have you cast us off for
ever?
Why blaze with anger at
the sheep of your pasture?
Remember your people whom you chose
long ago,
the tribe you redeemed
to be your own possession,
the mountain of Zion
where you made your dwelling.
Do not forget your poor servants for
ever.
Turn your steps to these places that
are utterly ruined!
The enemy has laid waste
the whole of the sanctuary.
Your foes have made uproar in your
house of prayer:
they have set up their
emblems, their foreign emblems,
high above the entrance
to the sanctuary.
Do not forget your poor servants for
ever.
Their axes have battered the wood of
its doors.
They have struck
together with hatchet and pickaxe.
O God, they have set your sanctuary
on fire:
they have razed and
profaned the place where you dwell.
Do not forget your poor servants for
ever.
Remember your covenant; every cave
in the land
is a place where
violence makes its home.
Do not let the oppressed return
disappointed;
let the poor and the
needy bless your name.
Do not forget your poor servants for
ever.
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Gospel Acclamation
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cf.2Tim1:10
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Alleluia, alleluia!
Our Saviour Jesus Christ abolished
death
and he has proclaimed life through
the Good News.
Alleluia!
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Or
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Mt8:17
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Alleluia, alleluia!
He took our sicknesses away,
and carried our diseases for us.
Alleluia!
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Gospel
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Luke
2:41-51 ©
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Every year the parents of Jesus used
to go to Jerusalem for the feast of the Passover. When he was twelve years old,
they went up for the feast as usual. When they were on their way home after the
feast, the boy Jesus stayed behind in Jerusalem without his parents knowing it.
They assumed he was with the caravan, and it was only after a day’s journey
that they went to look for him among their relations and acquaintances. When
they failed to find him they went back to Jerusalem looking for him everywhere.
Three days later, they
found him in the Temple, sitting among the doctors, listening to them, and
asking them questions; and all those who heard him were astounded at his
intelligence and his replies. They were overcome when they saw him, and his
mother said to him, ‘My child, why have, you done this to us? See how worried
your father and I have been, looking for you.’
‘Why were you looking
for me?’ he replied ‘Did you not know that I must be busy with my Father’s
affairs?’ But they did not understand what he meant.
He then went down with
them and came to Nazareth and lived under their authority. His mother stored up
all these things in her heart.
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