"O Lord, in the morning I will direct my prayer to You."
"There is none upon earth that I desire besides You."—Psalm
73:25
O Lord, blessed fountain of all happiness and joy, draw
near to me this morning in Your great mercy. All creature-comforts are
emanations from You. Your favor is life—Your displeasure is worse than death.
In losing You, we lose our all—in having You, we can lack nothing.
I have to acknowledge, with shame and confusion of face,
that I have not thus been seeking my true enjoyment in You. I have been in
pursuit of fleeting shadows, which one by one have eluded my grasp. I have
been worshiping and serving the creature more than the Creator, who is "God
over all, blessed forevermore." Lord, bring me to see that nothing short of
Yourself can satisfy the longings and desires of my immortal nature. Wean me
from what is perishable. Let me reverentially acquiesce in whatever means You
may employ to bring my wandering heart back to You, O you who are the
alone-satisfying portion of my soul. Rather, Lord, would I submit to the
hardest discipline than listen to the withering words, "Ephraim is joined to
idols: let him alone." Let me feel that Your presence and love can compensate
for the loss of all earthly joys. As prop after prop which has gladdened my
pilgrimage totters and falls, may I know what it is to "dwell in the secret
place of the Most High, and to abide under the shadow of the Almighty." As You
are ever proclaiming over creature-confidence, "Dust you are, and into dust
shall you return," may I know what it is to cleave to One who is better and
surer than the nearest and dearest on earth—the Friend that never fails, and
never wearies, and never dies—"Jesus Christ, the same yesterday, and to day
and forever."
Blessed Savior, I cast my every care on You. You are noting
now on Your throne, the pangs and sorrows of every burdened heart. All other
love is imperfect. All other sympathy is selfish but Yours. May my affections
be consecrated to You. May it be my joy to serve You—my privilege to follow
You, and, if necessary, to suffer with You. May every cross lose its
bitterness by having You at my side. May I feel that nothing but absence from
You can create a real loss in my heart. Your presence takes the sting from all
afflictions, and imparts security in the midst of all troubles. Living or
dying, may I be Yours.
Sprinkle me this new morning with the blood of the
covenant. May I feel all throughout the day the joy of being reconciled to
God. May my heart be made a little sanctuary of praise. May I breathe the
atmosphere of heaven. May God Himself be so enthroned in my affections, that I
may be enabled to say, in comparison with Him, of all that the world can give,
"There is none upon the earth that I desire beside You."
Heavenly Father, I leave all that belongs to me to
You—"Undertake for them." Bless them and make them blessings. "Hide them under
the shadow of Your wings" until earth's "calamities be over." Hear this my
morning supplication; and when you hear, forgive. And all I ask is for Jesus'
sake. Amen.
"Cause me to hear Your loving-kindness in the morning, for
in You do I trust."