Our God, God of all men
God of heaven and earth, seas and rivers,
God of sun and moon, of all the stars,
God of high mountain and lowly valley,
God over heaven, and in heaven, and under heaven.
He has a dwelling in heaven and earth and sea
and in all things that are in them.
He inspires all things, he quickens all things.
He is over all things, he supports all things.
He makes the light of the sun to shine,
He surrounds the moon and the stars,
He has made wells in the arid earth,
Placed dry islands in the sea.
He has a Son co-eternal with himself…
And the Holy Spirit breathes in them;
Not separate are the Father and the Son and the Holy Spirit.
You are Christ,
my Holy Father,
my Tender God,
my Great King,
my Good Shepherd,
my Only Master,
my Best Helper,
my Most Beautiful and my Beloved,
my Living Bread,
my Priest Forever,
my Leader to my Country,
my True Light,
my Holy Sweetness,
my Straight Way,
my Excellent Wisdom,
my Pure Simplicity,
my Peaceful Harmony,
my Entire Protection,
my Good Portion,
my Everlasting Salvation.
Christ Jesus, Sweet Lord,
why have I ever loved,
why in my whole life
have I ever desired anything except You,
Jesus my God?
Where was I when I was not in spirit with You?
Now, from this time forth,
do you, all my desires, grow hot,
and flow out upon the Lord Jesus:
run… you have been tardy until now;
hasten where you are going;
seek Whom you are seeking.
O, Jesus may he who loves You
not be an anathema;
may he who loves You
not be filled with bitterness.
O, Sweet Jesus,
may every good feeling that is fitted for Your praise,
love You, delight in You, adore You!
God of my heart,
and my Portion, Christ Jesus,
may my heart faint away in spirit,
and may You be my Life within me!
May the live coal of Your Love
grow hot within my spirit
and break forth into a perfect fire;
may it burn incessantly on the altar of my heart;
may it glow in my innermost being;
may it blaze in hidden recesses of my soul;
and in the days of my consummation
may I be found consummated with You!
–St. Augustine of Hippo
“O God, I see that I pass on to my body the health and unhealth of my mind and soul. I want, then, to be healthy in soul and in mind. Therefore, I would take into my very being the health of Your mind. Let me be saturated with Your ways and Your thoughts that I may live in radiant health through and through. Amen.”
–E. Stanley Jones
“O God, my Father, I see that in my inmost being I am made for confidence and trust, and not for worry and anxiety. You have fashioned me for faith and not for fear. Help me then to surrender to what I am made for—faith. Let me this day walk forth in confidence faith, afraid of nothing. In Jesus’ name. Amen.”
–E. Stanley Jones
Blessed be God and the Father of all mercy, who continues to pour his benefits upon us! You have elected us, you have called us, you have justified us, sanctified, and glorified us.
You were born for us, and you lived and died for us. You have given us the blessings of this life, and of a better. O Lord! Your blessings hang in clusters, they come trooping upon us! They break forth like mighty waters on every side.
And now Lord, you have fed us with the bread of life. So man did eat Angel’s food. O Lord, bless it. O Lord, make it health and strength unto us, still striving and prospering so long within us, until our obedience reach the measure of your love, who has done for us as much as may be.
Grant this dear Father, for your Son’s sake, our only Saviour, to whom with you, and the Holy Ghost — three Persons but one most glorious, incomprehensible God — be ascribed all honour, and glory, and praise forever. Amen.
–George Herbert, “A Prayer After the Sermon”
O God, we who are bound together in the tender ties of love, pray thee for a day of unclouded love. May no passing irritation rob us of our joy in one another. Forgive us if we have been swift to see the human failings, and slow to feel the preciousness of those who are still the dearest comfort in our life. May there be no sharp words that wound and scar, and no rift that may grow into estrangement. Suffer us not to grieve those whom thou hast sent to us as the sweet ministers of love. May our eyes not be so holden by selfishness that we know thine angels only when they spread their wings to return to thee. Amen.