Now this morning be pleased to refresh us. Draw near to us, gracious God: it is only your presence that can make us happy, holy, devout, or strong. Shadow us now with your wings, cover us with your feathers, and under your wings may we trust. May we follow very near unto you, and so feel the quickening warmth, the joy which only your nearness can bring.
Bless every preacher of the Word this weekend, in all Sunday schools, classes of young men and women, all tract distributing and street preaching, and preaching in the theaters, and every form of holy service. Accept the prayers and praises of your people. Receive them even from the sick beds of those detained at home. Let not one of your mourners, the weary watchers of the night, be kept without a smile from God.
The Lord bless us now, and all his chosen people. Our soul crieth out for it. Break, O everlasting morning, break o’er the dark hills! Let our eyes behold you, and till the day break and the shadows flee away, abide with us, O our Beloved, abide with us now.