Lord, you know that during this week some of us have been in the thick of the battle against sin, and manifold temptations have gathered about us.
If our faith has suffered any damage as we battle against sin, or our hope is not so bright as it was, or if our love for you is not as fervent as at one time it was; if the soul be sinking under the pressure of the fight in any degree, oh you, whose every word is music, whose every promise is balm, whose every touch is life, 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.