As we worship you with our church this weekend, we ask that we may be in the Spirit, and know the fullness of his quickening power. May we do nothing after the dead manner of formality. May there be no dead hymn, nor dead prayer. Lord, give the preacher life. Oh, give the hearers life.
Oh may this be living worship this weekend, the bowing not of heads alone, but of hearts, and the closing not alone of the eyes to things that can be seen, but the closing of the eyelids of the thought to everything worldly. O Lord, imprison us in the grave of Christ today, that within those sacred walls we may find a chamber where our Lord shall manifest himself to us, as he does not unto the world.