Saturday in Lent — Open Word

FIRST READING

Isaiah 5:1-7

Verse 1. I will sing for my beloved a song of his vineyard: My beloved had a vineyard on a very fertile hill. Verse 2. He dug it up and cleared the stones and planted the finest vines. He built a watchtower in the middle and dug out a winepress as well. He waited for the vineyard to yield good grapes, but the fruit it produced was sour! Verse 3. “And now, O dwellers of Jerusalem and men of Judah, I exhort you to judge between Me and My vineyard. Verse 4. What more could have been done for My vineyard than I have done for it? Why, when I expected sweet grapes, did it bring forth sour fruit? Verse 5. Now I will tell you what I am about to do to My vineyard: I will take away its hedge, and it will be consumed; I will tear down its wall, and it will be trampled. Verse 6. I will make it a wasteland, neither pruned nor cultivated, and thorns and briers will grow up. I will command the clouds that rain shall not fall on it.” Verse 7. For the vineyard of the LORD of Hosts is the house of Israel, and the men of Judah are the plant of His delight. He looked for justice, but saw bloodshed; for righteousness, but heard a cry of distress.

PSALM

Psalm 63:1-8

A Psalm of David, when he was in the Wilderness of Judah. O God, You are my God. Earnestly I seek You; my soul thirsts for You. My body yearns for You in a dry and weary land without water.

So I have seen You in the sanctuary and beheld Your power and glory.

Because Your loving devotion is better than life, my lips will glorify You.

So I will bless You as long as I live; in Your name I will lift my hands.

My soul is satisfied as with the richest of foods; with joyful lips my mouth will praise You.

When I remember You on my bed, I think of You through the watches of the night.

For You are my help; I will sing for joy in the shadow of Your wings.

My soul clings to You; Your right hand upholds me.

SECOND READING

Luke 6:43-45

Verse 43. No good tree bears bad fruit, nor does a bad tree bear good fruit. Verse 44. For each tree is known by its own fruit. Indeed, figs are not gathered from thornbushes, nor grapes from brambles. Verse 45. The good man brings good things out of the good treasure of his heart, and the evil man brings evil things out of the evil treasure of his heart. For out of the overflow of the heart the mouth speaks.