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X-WR-CALDESC:<b>Antiphon (mantra) repeat quietly:</b>\nMy joy lies in being
  close to you\, for you are my rock and refuge. Alleluia\n\n<b>Psalm 73</b
 >\nHow good God is to the pure of heart.\nYet my feet came close to stumbl
 ing\nwhen I saw how the wicked prosper\,\nenvying the arrogant as I did.\n
 \nFor them there are no pains\;\ntheir bodies are sound and sleek.\nThey a
 re free from fear.\nThey have no share in sorrows.\n\nPride is worn like a
  necklace\;\nthey robe themselves with violence.\nTheir hearts overflow wi
 th malice\;\ntheir minds seethe with plots.\n\nThey scoff and speak with h
 atred\;\nfrom on high they plan oppression.\nThey speak as if they have be
 en sent by God.\nSo people turn to follow them\nand drink in all their wor
 ds.\n\nThey say\, “How can God know?\nDoes God take any notice?”\nLook at 
 the wicked.\nUntroubled\, they grow in wealth.\n\nHow useless to keep my h
 eart pure\nand wash my hands in innocence!\nThen I said\, / “If I should s
 peak like that\,\nI should betray your race.”\n\nI was stricken all day lo
 ng\,\nsuffered affliction day after day.\nI tried to understand this probl
 em\,\nbut it was too difficult.\nWhen I pierced your mysteries\,\nI realiz
 ed what becomes of the wicked.\n\nYou set them on slippery paths.\nSuddenl
 y they come to their ruin\;\nuprooted like weeds\, they wither.\nWhen you 
 wake\, O God\,\nyou dismiss them as phantoms in a dream.\n\nMy heart grew 
 embittered\;\nI simply failed to understand.\nYet I was always in your pre
 sence\;\nyou were holding me by the hand.\nYou will guide me by your couns
 el\;\nI will be caught up in your glory.\n\nWhat else have I in the heaven
 s but you?\nApart from you I want nothing on the earth.\nMy heart leaps fo
 r joy\,\nfor you are my portion forever.\n\nAll who abandon you shall peri
 sh\;\nyou will destroy all the faithless.\nTo be near you is my happiness.
 \nI have made you a refuge.\nWhat you have done\nI will proclaim to all I 
 see.\n\nPray the Prayer of Jesus (Our Father)\n\nTranslation © 1998 Benedi
 ctine Sisters of Erie\, Inc.
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DESCRIPTION:<b>Antiphon (mantra) repeat quietly:</b>\nMy joy lies in being 
 close to you\, for you are my rock and refuge. Alleluia\n\n<b>Psalm 73</b>
 \nHow good God is to the pure of heart.\nYet my feet came close to stumbli
 ng\nwhen I saw how the wicked prosper\,\nenvying the arrogant as I did.\n
 \nFor them there are no pains\;\ntheir bodies are sound and sleek.\nThey a
 re free from fear.\nThey have no share in sorrows.\n\nPride is worn like a
  necklace\;\nthey robe themselves with violence.\nTheir hearts overflow wi
 th malice\;\ntheir minds seethe with plots.\n\nThey scoff and speak with h
 atred\;\nfrom on high they plan oppression.\nThey speak as if they have be
 en sent by God.\nSo people turn to follow them\nand drink in all their wor
 ds.\n\nThey say\, “How can God know?\nDoes God take any notice?”\nLook at 
 the wicked.\nUntroubled\, they grow in wealth.\n\nHow useless to keep my h
 eart pure\nand wash my hands in innocence!\nThen I said\, / “If I should s
 peak like that\,\nI should betray your race.”\n\nI was stricken all day lo
 ng\,\nsuffered affliction day after day.\nI tried to understand this probl
 em\,\nbut it was too difficult.\nWhen I pierced your mysteries\,\nI realiz
 ed what becomes of the wicked.\n\nYou set them on slippery paths.\nSuddenl
 y they come to their ruin\;\nuprooted like weeds\, they wither.\nWhen you 
 wake\, O God\,\nyou dismiss them as phantoms in a dream.\n\nMy heart grew 
 embittered\;\nI simply failed to understand.\nYet I was always in your pre
 sence\;\nyou were holding me by the hand.\nYou will guide me by your couns
 el\;\nI will be caught up in your glory.\n\nWhat else have I in the heaven
 s but you?\nApart from you I want nothing on the earth.\nMy heart leaps fo
 r joy\,\nfor you are my portion forever.\n\nAll who abandon you shall peri
 sh\;\nyou will destroy all the faithless.\nTo be near you is my happiness.
 \nI have made you a refuge.\nWhat you have done\nI will proclaim to all I 
 see.\n\nPray the Prayer of Jesus (Our Father)\n\nTranslation © 1998 Benedi
 ctine Sisters of Erie\, Inc.
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