First Reading - Am 6:1.4-7
Thus says the Lord the
God of hosts: “Woe to the complacent in Zion! Lying upon
beds of ivory, stretched comfortably on their couches, they
eat lambs taken from the flock,
and calves from the stall! Improvising to the music of the
harp, like David, they devise
their own accompaniment.
They drink wine from bowls
and anoint themselves with the
best oils; yet they are not made
ill by the collapse of Joseph!
Therefore, now they shall be
the first to go into exile, and
their wanton revelry shall be
done away with.”
Responsorial Psalm - Ps 146
R –Praise the Lord, my soul!
* Blessed is he who keeps
faith forever, secures justice for
the oppressed, gives food to the
hungry. The Lord sets captives
free. R.
* The Lord gives sight to the
blind. The Lord raises up those
who were bowed down. The
Lord loves the just. The Lord
protects strangers. R.
* The fatherless and the
widow he sustains, but the way
of the wicked he thwarts. The
Lord shall reign forever; your
God, O Zion, through all generations. Alleluia! R.
Second Reading - 1 Tim 6:11-16
You, man of God, pursue
righteousness, devotion, faith,
love, patience, and gentleness.
Compete well for the faith. Lay
hold of eternal life, to which
you were called when you made
the noble confession in the
presence of many witnesses. I
charge you before God, who
gives life to all things, and before Christ Jesus, who gave
testimony under Pontius Pilate for the noble confession, to
keep the commandment without stain or reproach until the
appearance of our Lord Jesus
Christ that the blessed and
only Ruler will make manifest
at the proper time, the King
of kings and Lord of lords, who alone has immortality,
who dwells in unapproachable
light, and whom no human being has seen or can see. To him
be honor and eternal power.
Amen!
Gospel Acclamation - 2 Cor 8:9
Alleluia! Alleluia!
Though our Lord Jesus
Christ was rich, he became poor, so that by his
poverty you might become
rich.
Alleluia! Alleluia!
Gospel - Lk 16:19-31
Jesus said to the Pharisees: “There was a rich man
who dressed in purple garments and fine linen and dined
sumptuously each day. And
lying at his door was a poor
man named Lazarus, covered
with sores, who would gladly
have eaten his fi ll of the scraps
that fell from the rich man’s
table. Dogs even used to come
and lick his sores.
When the poor man died,
he was carried away by angels
to the bosom of Abraham. The
rich man also died and was
buried, and from the netherworld, where he was in torment, he raised his eyes and
saw Abraham far off , and
Lazarus at his side.
And he cried out, ‘Father Abraham, have pity
on me! Send Lazarus to dip
the tip of his finger in water
and cool my tongue, for I am
suffering torment in these
flames.’ Abraham replied,
‘My child, remember that
you received what was good
during your lifetime while
Lazarus likewise received
what was bad; but now he is
comforted here, whereas you
are tormented. Moreover,
between us and you a great
chasm is established to prevent anyone from crossing
who might wish to go from
our side to yours or from
your side to ours.’ He said,
‘Then I beg you, father, send
him to my father’s house, for
I have five brothers, so that
he may warn them, lest they
too come to this place of torment.’ But Abraham replied,
‘They have Moses and the
prophets. Let them listen to
them.’ He said, ‘Oh no, father Abraham, but if someone from the dead goes to
them, they will repent.’ Then
Abraham said, ‘If they will
not listen to Moses and the
prophets, neither will they be
persuaded if someone should
rise from the dead.’ ”
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