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An Advent Prayer From the Prophet Isaiah

 
God’s People:
 
  • Pour out your dew, you heavens, from above, and bid the clouds rain down the Just One.

Do not be angry, Lord, forget our wickedness. See the city of your Holy One has become a wilderness; Sion is deserted; Jerusalem lies desolate, that dwelling place of your holiness and glory where our fathers praised you.

  • Pour out your dew, you heavens, from above, and bid the clouds rain down the Just One.

We have sinned, we are unclean. We have all fallen like dead leaves, our sins have carried us away as on a wind. You have hidden your face from us, you have crushed us in punishment for our wrongdoing.

  • Pour out your dew, you heavens, from above, and bid the clouds rain down the Just One.

Look on your people’s misery, Lord, and send forth him who is to come. Send forth the Lamb to rule the earth, from the desert rock to the hill of the daughter of Sion, that he may take away the burden of our slavery.

  • Pour out your dew, you heavens, from above, and bid the clouds rain down the Just One.
 
Our Father:
 

Be comforted, my people, be comforted! Your salvation is coming soon: why are you eaten up with mourning, why are you so distressed? I shall save you: Do not be afraid, for I am the Lord your God, the Holy One of Israel, your redeemer.

  • Pour out your dew, you heavens, from above, and bid the clouds rain down the Just One.