Lord, will you be pleased to heal us of any wounds that we have received in the great conflict against sin. You know that during the week some of us have been in the thick of the battle, and manifold temptations have gathered about us. If we have gathered defilement, be pleased to put it away.
If we have mired or dusted our feet while conversing with the world, wash them, blessed Master, this morning, that we may be clean everywhere. Draw near to the weary warrior now, and refresh us, that we may rise again to the conflict, and never tire until the last enemy shall be beneath our feet, as beneath our Master’s feet.
Amen.