Unction of the Sick

{The most common oil is that of olives. It has been used to anoint both kings and peasants. But you are not limited to olive oil alone. You can use others. I would suggest that if you don’t prepare your own, which can be quite messy sometimes, and wish to purchase something from the market, say a prayer over the oil, asking Mar-Yah to bless it for healing purposes and for bringing glory to His Name.

Anyone can use anointing oil. You don’t have to be a priest or minister or “approved” to use it or not.

There are no particular prayers. You could recite a prayer using a Psalm 6 or Psalm 30.

We usually do this, if at all possible, on the forehead.} ~ Br. Yusef Bar Micha’el  Sept 28, 2010 Current

Pslams provided from ROL publication


Chapter 6

6:1 ¶
O Mar-Yah, rebuke me not in thine anger, neither chasten me in thy hot displeasure.
mercy upon me, O Mar-Yah; for I am weak; O Mar-Yah, heal me; for my bones are troubled.
soul is also troubled exceedingly but thou, O Mar-Yah, how long?
Return, O Mar-Yah, and
deliver my soul: save me for thy mercies’ sake.
For in death there is no remembrance of thee; in
Sheol who shall give thee thanks?
I am weary with my groaning; and every night I water my bed
and wash my mattress with my tears.
Mine eye is weakened because of anger; and I am troubled
by all my enemies.
8 ¶
Depart from me, all you workers of iniquity; for Mar-Yah has heard the voice of my weeping.
Mar-Yah has heard my supplication; Mar-Yah has received my prayer.
Let all my enemies be
ashamed and defeated; let them turn back and be destroyed suddenly.



Chapter 30

30:1 ¶
I will extol thee, O Mar-Yah; for thou hast lifted me up, and hast not made my foes to rejoice
over me.
O Mar-Yah, my God, I have sought thee, and thou hast healed me.
Thou hast brought
up my soul from Sheol; thou hast saved me that I should not join those who go down to the pit.
Sing unto Mar-Yah, O ye saints of his, and give thanks at the remembrance of his holiness.
there is rebuke in his anger and life in his good will; weeping may last for a night, but joy comes in
the morning.
6 ¶
In my security I said, I shall never be moved.
O God, by thy favour thou hast increased my
glory; thou didst turn away thy face, and I was troubled.
I cried to thee, O Mar-Yah, and unto
Mar-Yah I made supplication.
What profit is there in shedding my blood, when I go down to
corruption? The dust will not praise thee and it will not declare thy truth.
Hear, O God, and have
mercy upon me; O Mar-Yah, be thou my helper.
Thou hast turned for me my mourning into joy;
thou hast put off my sackcloth, and girded me with gladness;
Therefore, I will sing praise to
thee, and not be silent. O Mar-Yah, my God, I will give thanks unto thee for ever.