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Rykell
Guest
Yes, the silly season is ending, and I really had hope today, that an ineffable sacred liturgy would be the rule as I heard our first mass reading from Isaiah:The Pauline Rite hasn’t really had a fair chance, IMHO, because in the “silly season,” there were far too many priests who wanted to stamp their egos on the Mass, who wanted to make it “special” or “relevant,” as if it wasn’t already.
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For Zion’s sake I will not be silent, for Jerusalem’s sake I will not be quiet, Until her vindication shines forth like the dawn and her victory like a burning torch.
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Nations shall behold your vindication, and all kings your glory; You shall be called by a new name pronounced by the mouth of the LORD.
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You shall be a glorious crown in the hand of the LORD, a royal diadem held by your God.
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No more shall men call you “Forsaken,” or your land “Desolate,” But you shall be called “My Delight,” and your land “Espoused.” For the LORD delights in you, and makes your land his spouse.
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As a young man marries a virgin, your Builder shall marry you; And as a bridegroom rejoices in his bride so shall your God rejoice in you.