You can see all the lectionary readings for the Sunday of the Passion: Palm Sunday, Year B by clicking here. I have chosen to discuss the passage from the Psalms.
One of my favorite readings of this Palm Sunday is the psalm I read for the 8am service at our church:
Have mercy on me, O Lord, for I am in trouble; *
my eye is consumed with sorrow,
and also my throat and my belly.
For my life is wasted with grief,
and my years with sighing; *
my strength fails me because of affliction,
and my bones are consumed.
I have become a reproach to all my enemies and even to my neighbors,
a dismay to those of my acquaintance; *
when they see me in the street they avoid me.
I am forgotten like a dead man, out of mind; *
I am as useless as a broken pot.
For I have heard the whispering of the crowd;
fear is all around; *
they put their heads together against me;
they plot to take my life.
But as for me, I have trusted in you, O Lord. *
I have said, “You are my God.
My times are in your hand; *
rescue me from the hand of my enemies,
and from those who persecute me.
Make your face to shine upon your servant, *Psalm 31: 9-16
and in your loving-kindness save me.”
I read here that “the psalmist “begins by singing the blues.” I love that, particularly because I’ve been learning to play some blues tunes on the piano lately. Indeed, this psalm is full of heartwrenching despair with phrases like “fear is all around” and “I am as useless as a broken pot”. We’ve all had those dark nights of the soul. But the psalm ends with the uplift of hope in God’s love.