Let every agag be hewed to pieces. By Henry Law. Search me, O God, and know my
heart. Test me, and know my anxious
thoughts. Point out anything in me that
offends you, and lead me along the path of everlasting life. Psalm 139, 23 and 24 Holy Father, Almighty Lord God,
listen to the cry of your humble servants. May your presence always
abash vice, check worldly mindedness, and diffuse through us the fragrance
of pure godliness. Assist us by the lamp of Your
Word and the piercing rays of Your Spirit to search every corner
of our hearts. Let no achan escape detection. Let every agag be hewed to pieces. Let every idol be stomped to
powder. Let every rebel lust be nailed
to the Saviour's cross. Let holiness to the Lord be the
language of our lips, the sandals of our feet, and the clear engraving
on our brows. with undoubting faith we place
these, our poor prayers, in the hands of Jesus Christ, our Mediator
and Intercessor. Amen.