Psalm for the Fourth Sunday after Pentecost – Psalm 13

l How long O Lord will you so | utterly. for | get me:
how long will you | hide your | face from | me?
2 How long must I suffer anguish in my soul
and be so grieved in my heart | day and | night:
how long shall my | ene .my | triumph | over me?

3 Look upon me O Lord my | God and | answer me:
lighten my | eyes . lest I | sleep in | death;
4 Lest my enemy say ‘I have prev|ailed ag|ainst him’:
lest my foes ex |ult| at my | overthrow.

5 Yet I put my trust in your un|failing | love:
O let my heart re | joice in | your sal|vation.
6 And I will make my | song . to the | Lord:
because he | deals so | bounti.fully | with me.

Post Communion hymn for the Fourth Sunday after Pentecost – AHB 450

Now let us from this table rise,
Renewed in body, mind, and soul;
With Christ we die and live again,
His selfless love has made us whole.

With minds alert, upheld by grace,
To spread the Word in speech and deed,
We follow in the steps of Christ,
At one with all in hope and need.

To fill each human house with love,
It is the sacrament of care;
The work that Christ began to do,
We humbly pledge ourselves to share.

Then grant us courage Father God,
To choose again the pilgrim way,
And help us to accept with joy
The challenge of tomorrow’s day.

Entrance hymn for the Fourth Sunday after Pentecost – AHB 28

Praise to the Lord, the Almighty,
the King of creation!
O my soul, praise Him, for He is thy
health and salvation!
All ye who hear,
brothers and sisters draw near;
praise him in glad adoration!

Praise to the Lord, who o’er all
things so wondrously reigneth,
shelters thee under his wings,
yea, so gently sustaineth
Hast thou not seen
How thy heart’s longings have been
granted in what he ordaineth?

Praise to the Lord, who doth prosper
thy work and defend thee,
surely his goodness and mercy
here daily attend thee:
ponder anew
What the Almighty can do,
Who with His love doth befriend thee.

Praise to the Lord, who, when
darkness of sin is abounding,
Who, when the godless do triumph,
all virtue confounding,
sheddeth His light,
chaseth the horrors of night,
saints with His mercy surrounding.

Praise to the Lord! O, let all that
is in me adore Him!
all that hath life and breath, come
now with praises before Him!
let the amen
sound from His people again;
gladly for aye we adore Him.