Your Boundless Stores by Henry
Law Holy Father, Almighty Lord God, listen to the cry of your
humble servants. Our defilements prove that we
are miserable sinners. Your forbearance proves that
your mercy reaches above the heavens. we still live to cling
to the cross of your dear Son. We see the world before us this
morning. We know our weakness, and we
are prone to fear. But we look up to you, and we
fear no more. If we venture to go forth alone,
we stumble and fall. But leaning on our beloved, we
are as firm as the everlasting hills. If left to the treachery
of our own hearts, we shall bring shame to your holy name. But
enlightened, guided, and upheld by your Spirit, we shall adorn
your heavenly doctrine. Hear then our prayer, And be
our arm to support us, Our light that we may see, Our strength
that we may stand, Our feet that we may run, Our shield that we
may receive no wound, Our sword that we may repel each foe, our
Jew to refresh us, our Son to ripen each grace. To enrich us
in all fruitfulness and fullness would not diminish your riches. To supply all our needs would
not detract from your boundless stores. 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 aching sin escape detection. Let every agag sin be hewn to
pieces. Let every idle sin be stomped
into 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.