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The Twelfth Sunday after Pentecost
August 7, 2005
Jonah prayed to the LORD his God from the belly of the fish, saying,"I called to the LORD out of my distress, and he answered me; out of the belly of Sheol I cried, and you heard my voice. You cast me into the deep, into the heart of the seas, and the flood surrounded me; all your waves and your billows passed over me. Then I said, `I am driven away from your sight; how shall I look again upon your holy temple?' The waters closed in over me; the deep surrounded me; weeds were wrapped around my head at the roots of the mountains. I went down to the land whose bars closed upon me forever; yet you brought up my life from the Pit, O LORD my God. As my life was ebbing away, I remembered the LORD; and my prayer came to you, into your holy temple. Those who worship vain idols forsake their true loyalty. But I with the voice of thanksgiving will sacrifice to you; what I have vowed I will pay. Deliverance belongs to the LORD!"
1 Ascribe to the
LORD, you gods, *
ascribe to the LORD glory and strength.
2 Ascribe to the
LORD the glory due his Name; *
worship the LORD in the beauty of holiness.
3 The voice of
the LORD is upon the waters;
the God of glory thunders; *
the LORD is upon the mighty waters.
4 The voice of
the LORD is a powerful voice; *
the voice of the LORD is a voice of splendor.
5 The voice of
the LORD breaks the cedar trees; *
the LORD breaks the cedars of Lebanon;
6 He makes Lebanon skip like a calf, *
and Mount Hermon like a young wild ox.
7 The voice of
the LORD splits the flames of fire;
the voice of the LORD shakes the wilderness; *
the LORD shakes the wilderness of Kadesh.
8 The voice of the LORD makes the oak trees
writhe *
and strips the forests bare.
9 And in the temple of the LORD *
all are crying, "Glory!"
10 The LORD sits
enthroned above the flood; *
the LORD sits enthroned as King for evermore.
11 The LORD
shall give strength to his people; *
the LORD shall give his people the blessing of peace.
I am speaking the truth in Christ-- I am not lying; my conscience confirms it by the Holy Spirit-- I have great sorrow and unceasing anguish in my heart. For I could wish that I myself were accursed and cut off from Christ for the sake of my own people, my kindred according to the flesh. They are Israelites, and to them belong the adoption, the glory, the covenants, the giving of the law, the worship, and the promises; to them belong the patriarchs, and from them, according to the flesh, comes the Messiah, who is over all, God blessed forever. Amen.
Como creyente que soy en Cristo, estoy diciendo la verdad, no miento. Además, mi conciencia, guiada por el Espíritu Santo, me asegura que esto es verdad: tengo una gran tristeza y en mi corazón hay un dolor continuo, pues hasta quisiera estar yo mismo bajo maldición, separado de Cristo, si así pudiera favorecer a mis hermanos, los de mi propia raza. Son descendientes de Israel, y Dios los adoptó como hijos. Dios estuvo entre ellos con su presencia gloriosa, y les dio las alianzas, la ley de Moisés, el culto y las promesas. Son descendientes de nuestros antepasados; y de su raza, en cuanto a lo humano, vino el Mesías, el cual es Dios sobre todas las cosas, alabado por siempre. Amén.
Jesus made the disciples get into the boat and go on ahead to the other side, while he dismissed the crowds. And after he had dismissed the crowds, he went up the mountain by himself to pray. When evening came, he was there alone, but by this time the boat, battered by the waves, was far from the land, for the wind was against them. And early in the morning he came walking toward them on the sea. But when the disciples saw him walking on the sea, they were terrified, saying, "It is a ghost!" And they cried out in fear. But immediately Jesus spoke to them and said, "Take heart, it is I; do not be afraid." Peter answered him, "Lord, if it is you, command me to come to you on the water." He said, "Come." So Peter got out of the boat, started walking on the water, and came toward Jesus. But when he noticed the strong wind, he became frightened, and beginning to sink, he cried out, "Lord, save me!" Jesus immediately reached out his hand and caught him, saying to him, "You of little faith, why did you doubt?" When they got into the boat, the wind ceased. And those in the boat worshiped him, saying, "Truly you are the Son of God."
