While we mourn over our many
maladies by Henry Law This is the victory that has overcome
the world even our faith 1st John 5 4 While we mourn over our many
maladies We see that increase of faith would be the grand remedy
Our hearts are often the cage of every unclean bird, the fount
of every loathsome desire, the deadly fruit of every poisonous
tree, the open wayside of every earthly lust and passion. This is because our faith sleeps. Awaken it, good Lord, give it
more strength, until it brings all heaven into the soul, and
all impurity is cast out. We now go forth to intermingle
with the world. This foe is artful to entrap
us. It will approach in an enchanting
guise. it will extend many a gilded
bait, and will present many a poisoned cup. Lord, increase our faith,
and we shall scorn every painted bauble, and trample down every
bewitching snare. We shall then be more than conquerors,
for this is the victory that has overcome the world, even
our faith. May our hearts be entirely weaned
from the world, dead to its outward enticements, and wholly consecrated
to You. Help us by Your grace, that we
may live with You, and to You, during the little speck of our
earthly sojourn. Oh, hear the cry of our anxious
hearts, and increase our faith, through the merits and for the
sake of Jesus Christ. Amen.