ALMIGHTY One, I do not know how many or how few of the morning suns shall rise on my head ere that dawn which I shall break in heaven. Let me not waste the days yet allotted to me on earth, nor stand still upon my way, for well I know that to do so is to fall back. Aid me, Father of Spirits, by Your inward grace and outward providence to gain this day some advance in holiness and nearness to You. I know that there lies open before me even now a glorious and beautiful life, had I but resolution to lead it—a life of human kindness, in which all my words and acts should contribute to the welfare and virtue of those around me—a life of truth and courage and self-restraint, in which my evil passions should be trampled down, till I could look back on the great task of life, and say, like Christ, “ It is finished!”—a life of love to You, my God, in which my delight in You should grow deeper and fuller year by year, till I should behold even here, and in this garb of flesh, the beginning of that eternal day of Adoration, which shall endure when all the clusters of the suns fade out and die.
O merciful God, poor and weak and sinful as I am, help me to live that blessed life, and to begin it to-day. .
Book: Alone To The Alone Prayers For Theists, Edited, With A Preface, By Frances Power Cobbe 2nd Edition
By Several Contributors
Publisher: London: Williams and Norgate 1872
Revised and Edited by: Karrol Sneed 2015