You, O Lord, are my hiding place. You shall preserve me from trouble. You shall surround me with songs of deliverance.
Let your mercy, O Lord, be upon us, for we place our hope in you. Rejoice in the Lord, O you righteous! For praise befits the upright.
When I kept silent, my bones grew old through my groaning all the day long. I acknowledged my sin to you. I have not hidden my transgression. And you forgave the discord of my sin.
I said in my haste, ‘I am cut off from before your eyes!’ Nevertheless you heard the voice of my supplications when I cried out to you. Blessed be the Lord, for he has shown me his marvelous kindness.
Into your hand I commit my spirit. I will be glad and rejoice in your mercy, for you have considered my trouble; you have known my soul in adversities.
In you, O Lord, I put my trust; let me never be ashamed. Bow down your ear to me, deliver me speedily; be my Rock of refuge, a fortress of defense to save me.
“Then he lifted up his eyes toward his disciples, and said….”
On this feast day of St. Nicholas, Sunday, December 6, 2020, we took a look at the Gospel reading for our patron saint: Luke 6:17-23.
Sing praise to the Lord, you his saints, and give thanks at the remembrance of his holy name. Weeping may endure for a night, but joy comes in the morning.
What made St. Nicholas of Myra Christianity’s best-known and most-loved bishop? The path he cut through life. My sermon — at St. Nicholas Church and on St. Nicholas Day — December 6, 2020.
Hear, O Lord, and have mercy on me; Lord, be my helper! You have turned my mourning into dancing; you have put off my sackcloth and clothed me with gladness.