ts make me more than conm that loved me. O let no either of the world or my own from my obedience to Thee, y continue stedfast, immoveding in the work of the at continuing in well-doing, tain glory, honour, immore, through Jesus Christ our mending one's-self to God. Thine ineffable mercy, O my soul, my body, my thoughts, my works and es of my soul and body, my orth, my faith and conversand of my life, the day and my death, my rest, my resaints and elect for ever. atred of evils past, a conts present, a desire of true to come: grant me also, I oving of occasions of evil, ection to refuse, and power enemy, that he may never enter into, and for ever dwell in the celestial Jerusalem which is the mother of us all, through Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen. A Prayer for Perseverance. ETERNAL and unchangeable Lord God, who art the same yesterday, to-day, and for ever, be Thou pleased to communicate some small ray of that excellence, some degree of that stability to me Thy wretched creature, who am light and inconstant, turned about with every blast. My understanding is very deceivable, O establish it in Thy truth; keep it from the snares of seducing spirits, that I may not be led away with the error of the wicked, and fall from my own stedfastness; my will also, O Lord, is irresolute and wavering, and doth not cleave stedfastly unto God: my goodness is but as the morning cloud, and as the early dew it passeth away: O strengthen and confirm me, and whatever good work Thou hast wrought in me, be pleased to accomplish and perform it until the day of Christ. Lord, Thou seest my weakness, and Thou knowest the number and strength of those temptations I have to struggle with. O leave me not to myself, but cover Thou my head in the day of battle, and in all spiritual combats make me more than conqueror, through Him that loved me. O let no terrors or flatteries either of the world or my own flesh, ever draw me from my obedience to Thee, but grant that I may continue stedfast, immoveable, always abounding in the work of the Lord, and by patient continuing in well-doing, seek and at last obtain glory, honour, immortality, and eternal life, through Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen. A brief form of commending one's-self to God. NTO the hands of Thine ineffable mercy, O INTO Lord, I commend my soul, my body, my sense, my speech, my thoughts, my works and deeds, all the necessities of my soul and body, my coming in, my going forth, my faith and conversation, my course and end of my life, the day and hour of my departure, my death, my rest, my resurrection with Thy saints and elect for ever. Lord, grant me an hatred of evils past, a contempt of sinful delights present, a desire of true delight for the time to come: grant me also, I beseech Thee, the removing of occasions of evil, the soundness of affection to refuse, and power to resist my ghostly enemy, that he may never say, I have prevailed against him. Omnipotent, and O merciful God, who didst add to the life of King Hezekiah fifteen years when he prayed unto Thee weeping, grant me, Thy unworthy servant, so much space before the day of my death, that I may bewail all my sins, and by Thy grace attain remission of them, by Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen. God the Father bless me : God the Holy Ghost preserve me : Amen. JOHN HENRY PARKER, OXFORD AND LONDON. A TRACT FOR GOOD FRIDAY. We We stand this day at the foot of the Cross. We have put away our worldly cares and worldly toils, that we may draw near and contemplate the Cross of Christ. It is a great mystery. need on this day especially to use the prayer of the Apostles, "increase our faith." It is easy to say that Christ suffered, that Christ died for our sins; those words are soon out of our mouths; but it is not easy, nay, it is very hard to master, to know, to feel what we say. We must have the gift of faith for this; and we must pray that our faith may be so strengthened and increased, as to give us a clearer, deeper knowledge of the mystery of the Passion of our Lord. First of all, consider who it is of whom we speak, when we say, that our Lord died; who it is that was once crowned with thorns, dragged to that tree of death, spit upon and scourged and crucified. "Behold the man," said Pontius Pilate; it was the man Christ; He Himself said |