_O Lord, we would rest in Thee, for in Thee alone is true rest to be
found. We would forget our disappointed hopes, our fruitless efforts,
our trivial aims, and lean on Thee, our Comfort and our Strength.
When the order of this world bears cruelly upon us; when Nature seems
to us an awful machine, grinding out life and death, without a reason
or a purpose; when our hopes perish in the grave where we lay to rest
our loved dead: O what can we do but turn to Thee, whose law
underlieth all, and whose love, we trust, is the end of all? Thou
fillest all things with Thy presence, and dost press close to our
souls. Still every passion, rebuke every doubt, strengthen every
element of good within us, that nothing may hinder the outflow of Thy
life and power. In Thee, let the weak be full of might, and let the
strong renew their strength. In Thee, let the tempted find succor,
the sorrowing consolation, and the lonely and the neglected their
Supreme Friend, their faithful Companion._
_O Lord, we are weary of our old, barren selves. Separate us from our
spiritual past, and quicken within us the seeds of a new future.
Transform us by the breath of Thy regenerating power, that life may
seem supremely beautiful and duty our highest privilege, and the only
real evil a guilty conscience. Let us be no longer sad, or downcast,
or miserable, or despairing, vexed by remorse, or depressed by our
failures. Take from us the old self. Give us a new self, beautiful,
vigorous, and joyous. Let old things pass away and let all things
become new. Kindle within us a flame of heavenly devotion, so that to
us work for Thee shall become a happiness, and rest in Thee shall
become an energy, unchecked by fears within and foes without. Give us
love, and then we shall have more than all we need, for Thou art
Love, Thyself the Giver and the Gift. Amen._--Samuel McComb.
Third Week, Second Day
=Bless Jehovah, O my soul;
And all that is within me, bless his holy name.
Bless Jehovah, O my soul,
And forget not all his benefits:
Who forgiveth all thine iniquities;
Who healeth all thy diseases;
Who redeemeth thy life from destruction;
Who crowneth thee with lovingkindness and tender mercies;
Who satisfieth thy desire with good things,
So that thy youth is renewed like the eagle.=
=--Psalm 103:1-5.=
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