daily reading 49.2 (Philippians 2:14–18)

5-days-a-week through Romans and the letters Paul wrote from Rome in 2024


Our opening prayer for this week:

    The advent of our King
    Our prayers must now employ,
    And we must hymns of welcome sing
    In strains of holy joy.

    The everlasting Son
    Incarnate deigns to be;
    Himself a servant’s form puts on
    To set His servants free.

    O Zion’s Daughter, rise
    To meet your lowly King,
    Nor let thy faithless heart despise
    The peace He comes to bring.

    As Judge, on clouds of light,
    He soon will come again
    And His true members all unite
    With Him in heaven to reign.

    Before the dawning day
    Let sin’s dark deeds be gone,
    The sinful self be put away,
    The new self all put on.

    All glory to the Son,
    Who comes to set us free,
    With Father, Spirit, ever One,
    Through all eternity. Amen.

Philippians 2:14–18

  • Do everything without grumbling and arguing, 15 so that you may be blameless and pure, children of God who are faultless in a crooked and perverted generation, among whom you shine like stars in the world, 16 by holding firm to the word of life. Then I can boast in the day of Christ that I didn't run or labor for nothing.
  • 17  But even if I am poured out as a drink offering on the sacrificial service of your faith, I am glad and rejoice with all of you.
  • 18 In the same way you should also be glad and rejoice with me.
helpful notes on Philippians 2:14–18

 


For yourself pray

  • That in Christ you resist the temptation to complain and grumble

For others pray

  • That God spreads the good news of the kingdom of the Son he loves in Slovenia

A song to listen to and ponder, as time allows

  • Psalm 143 (YouTube, choir, "O Lord, hear my prayer," a chant based in part on Psalms 102 and Psalm 143)

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