Feb. 1

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Acts 3: 1-10 

Now Peter and John were going up to the temple at the hour of prayer, the ninth hour.[a] 2 And a man lame from birth was being carried, whom they laid daily at the gate of the temple that is called the Beautiful Gate to ask alms of those entering the temple. 3 Seeing Peter and John about to go into the temple, he asked to receive alms. 4 And Peter directed his gaze at him, as did John, and said, “Look at us.” 5 And he fixed his attention on them, expecting to receive something from them. 6 But Peter said, “I have no silver and gold, but what I do have I give to you. In the name of Jesus Christ of Nazareth, rise up and walk!” 7 And he took him by the right hand and raised him up, and immediately his feet and ankles were made strong. 8 And leaping up, he stood and began to walk, and entered the temple with them, walking and leaping and praising God. 9 And all the people saw him walking and praising God, 10 and recognized him as the one who sat at the Beautiful Gate of the temple, asking for alms. And they were filled with wonder and amazement at what had happened to him.

Psalm 74:9-23

We do not see our signs;

    there is no longer any prophet,

    and there is none among us who knows how long.


How long, O God, is the foe to scoff?

    Is the enemy to revile your name forever?


Why do you hold back your hand, your right hand?

    Take it from the fold of your garment[c] and destroy them!


Yet God my King is from of old,

    working salvation in the midst of the earth.


You divided the sea by your might;

    you broke the heads of the sea monsters[d] on the waters.


You crushed the heads of Leviathan;

    you gave him as food for the creatures of the wilderness.


You split open springs and brooks;

    you dried up ever-flowing streams.


Yours is the day, yours also the night;

    you have established the heavenly lights and the sun.


You have fixed all the boundaries of the earth;

    you have made summer and winter.


Remember this, O Lord, how the enemy scoffs,

    and a foolish people reviles your name.


Do not deliver the soul of your dove to the wild beasts;

    do not forget the life of your poor forever.


Have regard for the covenant,

    for the dark places of the land are full of the habitations of violence.


Let not the downtrodden turn back in shame;

    let the poor and needy praise your name.


Arise, O God, defend your cause;

    remember how the foolish scoff at you all the day!


Do not forget the clamor of your foes,    the uproar of those who rise against you, which goes up continually!

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