Lord, in November,
We call to mind all those whose lives are done.
We thank you that their time, now completed,
however short or long, sad or joyful,
is gathered up, looked on and known by you.
We offer up remembrance: those whose absence
we feel daily; those who have shaped us;
those who have nurtured us; the people we are grateful
to have walked with; all those we hardly knew
but wished we’d known better. We give thanks
for all they gave and all the future owes them.
Lord, your love embraces every person
who has ever lived; you promised that you lost none.
May your Spirit make us always thankful
for all our gifts of love and cherished memory. Amen.
1 For God alone my soul in silence waits; *
from him comes my salvation.
2 He alone is my rock and my salvation, *
my stronghold, so that I shall not be greatly shaken.
3 How long will you assail me to crush me, all of you together, *
as if you were a leaning fence, a toppling wall?
4 They seek only to bring me down from my place of honor; *
lies are their chief delight.
5 They bless with their lips, *
but in their hearts they curse.
6 For God alone my soul in silence waits; *
truly, my hope is in him.
7 He alone is my rock and my salvation, *
my stronghold, so that I shall not be shaken.
8 In God is my safety and my honor; *
God is my strong rock and my refuge.
9 Put your trust in him always, O people, *
pour out your hearts before him, for God is our refuge.
10 Those of high degree are but a fleeting breath, *
even those of low estate cannot be trusted.
11 On the scales they are lighter than a breath, *
all of them together.
12 Put no trust in extortion; in robbery take no empty pride; *
though wealth increase, set not your heart upon it.
13 God has spoken once, twice have I heard it, *
that power belongs to God.
14 Steadfast love is yours, O Lord, *
for you repay everyone according to his deeds.