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hast brought me, O Lord, of Thy great mercy, to the light of another day. Thou hast lightened mine eyes, that I slept not in death. I beseech Thee, lighten also my soul with the true light, even with Thyself, who art “the Light of the world,” that I sleep not in sin. With a refreshed body I do arise after Thy gift of sleep. Lift up my soul, waken it, refresh it with Thy Spirit, that I may offer myself willingly as a thank-offering for Thy great mercies, that I may live unto Thee this day, yea, and abound more and more in faith and well-doing.

Suffer me not, O Father, for Thy dear Son's sake, to fall back: nay, I do desire to advance, to go from strength to strength, to do more than I now do, and to do all with a better spirit. Lead me on to the higher stages of faith, to a fuller growth in grace, to a more mature and fruitful holiness, to a more intense and spiritual love of Thee and of my brethren. May I have strength to be a more complete conqueror of the world, of