Monday Lauds Morning Prayer  Holy Week Jeremiah Psalm 41 Longing for the Lord and his templeJesus said: ‘My soul is sorrowful to the point of death. Wait here and keep awake with me.’Like a deer that longs for springs of water,so my soul longs for you, O God.My soul thirsts for God, the living God:when shall I come and stand before the face of God?My tears are my food, by day and by night,and everyone asks, “where is your God?”.I remember how I went up to your glorious dwelling-placeand into the house of God:the memory melts my soul.The sound of joy and thanksgiving,the crowds at the festival.Why are you so sad, my soul,and anxious within me?Put your hope in the Lord, I will praise him still,my savior and my God.My soul is sad within me,and so I will remember youin the lands of Jordan and Hermon,on the mountain of Mizar.Deep calls to deepin your rushing waters:and all your torrents, all your waveshave flowed over me.By day the Lord sends his kindness upon me;by night his song is with me,a prayer to the God of my life.I will say to God:“You are my support, why have you forgotten me?Why must I go in mourning, while the enemy persecutes me?.”As my bones break,my persecutors deride me,all the time saying “where is your God?.”Why are you so sad, my soul,and anxious within me?Put your hope in the Lord, I will praise him still,my savior and my God.Glory be to the Father and to the Sonand to the Holy Spirit,as it was in the beginning,is now, and ever shall be,world without end.Amen.--- Send in a voice message: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/frankietheone1/message