ple. But I entreat Thee, O blessed Saviour, to have mercy on me, and exercise forbearance towards me, in my imperfections, and barrenness, teach me thy will, heal all my spiritual sickness, purify and sanctify my soul, from all evil propensities, prepare my heart to be an acceptable dwelling place, and dwell therein, as in thy temple. Make me fruitful, as a tree planted by the water brooks! which brings forth its fruit in due season, and whose leaves never wither; open, also, the eyes of my mind, that I may rightly know Thee, and learn thy will. Perfect thy strength in my weakness, and guide me by thy Holy Spirit, that I may dedicate all the faculties of my soul and body to thy service. When Thou didst heal the sick and afflicted in the temple, the children cried out hosanna to the Son of David! whilst the high priest and the scribes were enraged against Thee, and plotted thy destruction. O be pleased, gracious Lord, to assimilate me, in disposition, to those little ones, and preserve me, in much mercy, from the angry and inhuman passion, evinced by the high priest and scribes. Grant that I may ever learn more and more of Thee, in and from thy works, and ever confide in Thee, as the only and true Saviour of mankind, and with joy spread thy praise abroad, and rejoice, when Thou dost good unto my brethren of mankind; and may I be induced to imitate thy blessed example of love and goodwill towards men, and love Thee, that I may enjoy thy love, both in time and for eternity.-Amen. HYMN 31. 8, 7.-Vesper Hymn. 1 LORD, with glowing heart I'd praise Thee, For the bliss thy love bestows; [me, For the pardoning grace that saves And the peace that from it flows: Help, O Lord, my weak endeavour, This dull soul to rapture raise : Thou must light the flame, or never Can my love be warm'd to praise. 2 Praise, my soul, the God that sought thee Wretched wand'rer, far astray; Found thee lost, and kindly brought thee From the paths of death away: Praise, with love's devoutest feeling, Him who saw thy guilt-born fear, And, the light of hope revealing, Bade the blood stain'd cross appear. 3 Lord this bosom's ardent feeling Vainly would my lips express : Low before thy footstool kneeling, Deign the suppliant's prayer to bless: Let thy grace, my soul's chief trea sure, Love's pure flame within me raise ; And since words can never measure, Let my life show forth thy praise. Morning Devotions for Tuesday. 1 To Thee, in each bright morning, While thought and fancy drawing, Lead on the rising day; To Thee, in life's last even, We'll tune our feebler breath; Hear all our sins forgiven, And softly sleep in death. 2 When from death's sleep we ’waken, And praises never-ceasing, Shall wake each tuneful voice. "Teach me to do thy will; for Thou art my God; thy Spirit is good; lead me into the land of uprightness.”—Ps. 143. O Almighty God and merciful Father, I would render Thee most hearty thanks, for the fatherly protection extended unto me through the past night; Thou hast preserved my soul from fear and anxiety, my body from disease, my life from death, my food from all injuriousness, my conscience from offence, my honour from shame, and all that I am and possess from injury and accident; and now in thine abounding love and mercy, which is better than life, Thou hast permitted me to rise from my bed of repose in perfect health, to behold the light of this morning. In thy name, O Lord, will I now commence the business of this day, according to thy will, and entreat Thee, that as Thou hast been my Preserver from evil and danger through the past night, so continue, through this and all the succeeding days of my life, to be my very present help in every time of need. Inasmuch as Thou, O Father, hast, in tenderness, watched over me, and permitted me to enjoy a sweet and refreshing sleep; be pleased also, to guard me whilst I am awake, and abide with me while engaged in the discharge of the duties of my calling, so that I may do nothing but what is consistent with thy will, promotive of thy glory, and that may redound to the best interests of my friends and neighbours, as well as my own salvation. I moreover confess unto Thee, O Thou holy and righteous God! and that with much shame and confusion of face, that I have hitherto, with the multitude, both of my original and actual, open and secret sins, most shamefully profaned thy holy name, despised thy holy word, defaced thine image within me, done despite to thy Holy Spirit, abused thy mercy, wounded my conscience, injured my good name, offended my neighbours, and have thereby, not only deprived my own soul of the precious consolations of thy holy word, and of the protection of thy good Spirit, but have also, justly increased thy displeasure, and above all, treasured up thy wrath against the day of final retribution. Therefore, would I cry unto Thee, O for help, that I may not perish in my sins. May the influences of thy Spirit and thy grace, affect my hard heart, with a feeling sense of my sins and miseries, that mine eyes may become, as it were, a fountain of tears, to run down, both day and night, for my sins, and that I may humble myself in sackcloth and ashes, under thine Almighty hand, for having so often and grievously offended Thee. And, O God, I beseech Thee, to forgive me all mine iniquities, and cancel them, with the precious blood of thine only begotten and well beloved Son, Jesus Christ, my Redeemer, and for his sake grant me thy Holy Spirit |