October 26, 2025
30th Sunday in Ordinary Time
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Prelude: Make Me a Channel of Your Peace (RS 912)
Make me a channel of your peace.
Where there is hatred, let me bring your love.
Where there is injury, your pardon, Lord,
And where there’s doubt, true faith in you.
Make me a channel of your peace.
Where there’s despair in life, let me bring hope.
Where there is darkness only light,
And where there’s sadness ever joy.
O Master, grant that I may never seek
So much to be consoled, as to console,
To be understood, as to understand,
To be loved, as to love, with all my soul.
Make me a channel of your peace.
It is in pardoning that we are pardoned,
In giving of ourselves that we receive,
And in dying that we’re born to eternal life.
Dedicated to Mrs. Frances Tracy. Text: Based on the prayer traditionally ascr. to St. Francis of Assisi, 1182–1226.
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Entrance Hymn: O Lord, Hear My Prayer (RS 760)
O Lord, hear my prayer,
O Lord, hear my prayer:
when I call answer me.
O Lord, hear my prayer,
O Lord, hear my prayer.
Come and listen to me.
The Lord is my song,
the Lord is my praise:
All my hope comes from God.
The Lord is my song,
The Lord is my praise:
God, the well-spring of life.
Text: Psalm 102; Taizé community, 1982 Tune: Jacques Berthier, 1923-1994 © 1982, Les Presses de Taizé
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Text: Laudato si, mi Signor; Francis of Assisi, 1182-1226; tr. by William H. Draper, 1855-1933, alt.
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Scripture Readings (external link): 30th Sunday in Ordinary Time
Responsorial: Psalm 34
R: The Lord hears the cry of the poor. Blessed be the Lord.
Preparation Hymn: Let All Mortal Flesh Keep Silence (RS 717)
Let all mortal flesh keep silence,
And with fear and trembling stand;
Ponder nothing earthly minded,
For with blessing in his hand
Christ our God to earth descending,
Our full homage to demand.
King of kings, yet born of Mary,
As of old on earth he stood,
Lord of lords in human vesture,
In the Body and the Blood
He will give to all the faithful
His own self for heav’nly food.
Rank on rank the host of heaven
Spreads its vanguard on the way,
As the Light of Light descending
From the realms of endless day,
That the pow’rs of hell may vanish
As the darkness clears away.
At his feet the six-winged seraph,
Cherubim with sleepless eye,
Veil their faces to the Presence,
As with ceaseless voice they cry,
‘Alleluia, alleluia,
Alleluia, Lord, most high!’
Text: Liturgy of St. James, 5th C.; para. by Gerard Moultrie, 1829-1885
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Communion Hymn: You Satisfy the Hungry Heart (RS 1028)
You satisfy the hungry heart
With gift of finest wheat;
Come give to us, O saving Lord,
The bread of life to eat.
As when the shepherd calls his sheep,
They know and heed his voice;
So when you call your fam’ly, Lord,
We follow and rejoice.
With joyful lips we sing to you
Our praise and gratitude,
That you should count us worthy, Lord,
To share this heav’nly food.
Is not the cup we bless and share
The blood of Christ outpoured?
Do not one cup, one loaf, declare
Our oneness in the Lord?
The myst’ry of your presence, Lord,
No mortal tongue can tell:
Whom all the world cannot contain
Comes in our hearts to dwell.
You give yourself to us, O Lord;
Then selfless let us be,
To serve each other in your name
In truth and charity.
Text: Omer Westendorf, 1916-1998, © 1977, Archdiocese of Philadelphia.
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Concluding Hymn: All Creatures Of Our God And King (RS 706)
All creatures of our God and King,
Lift up your voice and with us sing:
Alleluia! Alleluia!
O burning sun with golden beam
And silver moon with softer gleam:
Alleluia! Alleluia!
Alleluia, alleluia, alleluia!
O rushing wind and breezes soft,
O clouds that ride the winds aloft:
Alleluia! Alleluia!
O rising morn, in praise rejoice,
O lights of evening, find a voice. Alleluia…
O flowing waters, pure and clear,
Make music for your Lord to hear.
Alleluia! Alleluia!
O fire so masterful and bright,
Providing us with warmth and light, Alleluia…
Dear mother earth, who day by day
Unfolds rich blessings on our way,
Alleluia! Alleluia!
The fruits and flow’rs that verdant grow,
Let them God’s glory also show. Alleluia…
O ev’ry one of tender heart,
Forgiving others, take your part,
Alleluia! Alleluia!
All you who pain and sorrow bear,
Praise God and cast on God your care. Alleluia…
And you, most kind and gentle death,
Waiting to hush our final breath,
Alleluia! Alleluia!
You lead to heav’n the child of God,
Where Christ our Lord the way has trod. Alleluia…
Let all things their Creator bless,
And worship God in humbleness,
Alleluia! Alleluia!
Oh praise the Father, praise the Son,
And praise the Spirit, Three in One! Alleluia…
Text: Laudato si, mi Signor; Francis of Assisi, 1182-1226; tr. by William H. Draper, 1855-1933, alt.
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Alternate Hymn: Canticle of the Turning (RS 728)
1. My soul cries out with a joyful shout that the God of my heart is great,
And my spirit sings of the wondrous things that you bring to the ones who wait.
You fixed your sight on your servant’s plight, and my weakness you did not spurn,
So from east to west shall my name be blest. Could the world be about to turn?
My heart shall sing of the day you bring. Let the fires of your justice burn.
Wipe away all tears, for the dawn draws near, and the world is about to turn!
2. Though I am small, my God, my all, you work great things in me,
And your mercy will last from the depths of the past to the end of the age to be.
Your very name puts the proud to shame, and to those who would for you yearn,
You will show your might, put the strong to flight, for the world is about to turn.
3. From the halls of power to the fortress tower, not a stone will be left on stone.
Let the king beware for your justice tears ev’ry tyrant from his throne.
The hungry poor shall weep no more, for the food they can never earn;
There are tables spread, ev’ry mouth be fed, for the world is about to turn.
4. Though the nations rage from age to age, we remember who holds us fast:
God’s mercy must deliver us from the conqueror’s crushing grasp.
This saving word that our forebears heard is the promise which holds us bound,
‘Til the spear and rod can be crushed by God, who is turning the world around.
Text: Luke 1:46-58; Rory Cooney, b.1952, © 1990, GIA Publications, Inc.
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Alternate Hymn: The Love of the Lord (RS 893)
1. All that I counted as gain
now I consider as loss,
empty and worthless to me
in the light of the love of the Lord.
2. Riches and honors will fade,
earthly delight disappear,
fade like the grass of the field
in the light of the love of the Lord.
What more could bring us hope
than to know the pow’r of his life?
What more could bring us peace
than to share in his suff’ring and death?
What more could be our final wish
than to live in the love of the Lord?
3. Silver and gold have I none,
no land to count as my home,
yet wealth beyond measure I own
in the light of the love of the Lord.
4. Faith is the wealth I possess
Finding its source in my God:
faith in the promise of Christ
is my life and my love of the Lord.
Text: Philippians 3:7-11; Michael Joncas, b.1951, © 1988, GIA Publications, Inc.
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