Imatges de pÓgina

be found unto praise, and honour, and glory, at the appearing of our Lord Jesus Christ,—whom, having not seen, we love,-in whom, though now we see him not, yet believing, we rejoice with joy unspeakable and full of glory. Father, into thy hands we commit our spirits.



My days, O Lord, are appointed,—the number of
my weeks is determined. I know that thou wilt
bring me to death, and to the house appointed for
all living

The Lord gave, and the Lord taketh away ;
blessed be the name of the Lord.*

O Lord, bow down thine ear, and hear: open
thine eyes, and see if there be any sorrow like unto
my sorrow, wherewith thou hast afflicted me in thy
fierce anger. I

I am made to possess months of
vanity, and wearisome nights are appointed to me.

Vilt thou break a leaf driven to and fro ? and wilt
thou pursue the dry stubble ? || Remember me, O

* Job i. 21. + 2 Kings xix. 16. Lam. i. 21.
§ Job vii. 3.

|| Job xiii. 25.



Lord, for good ; and supply all my need, according to thy riches and glory, by Christ Jesus.

Thou didst at first create man out of the dust of the earth, and madest him a living and immortal spirit ; and, in thy good time, thou takest away his breath, and man returneth to the dust as he was, but the spirit unto God who gave it.*

Blessed be thy name, that Christ is risen, as the first fruits of them that sleep it and if we believe that Jesus died and rose again, them also that sleep in Jesus will God bring with him. Therefore, o my God, my flesh shall rest in hope.

And blessed be thy name, that, according to thy promise, we look for new heavens and a new earth, wherein dwelleth righteousness; for this corruptible shall put on corruption, and this mortal, immortality; and then shall be fulfilled the saying that is written, Death is swallowed up in victory,–0 Death, where is thy sting ? O Grave, where is thy victory ? The sting of death is sin, and the strength of sin is the law. But thanks be unto

* Eccl. xii. 17.

+ 1 Cor. xv. 20. * 1 Thess. iv. 14.

God, who giveth us the victory, through our Lord Jesus Christ. *

Stretch forth thy hand, O Lord, and save me when my heart and my strength fail. And grant that I may receive consolation from the assurance, that neither suffering nor reproach, nor life nor death, nor things present nor things to come, shall ever be able to separate me from the love of God.+

Thou, Lord, art my Shepherd, and thou hast led me by green pastures and still waters all my life long. Thou hast prepared a table before me in the presence of mine enemies. Thou hast anointed my head, and made my cup to run over. Though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil, for thou art with me, and thy rod and thy staff shall comfort me. Surely goodness and mercy have followed me all the days of my life, and I shall dwell in the house of the Lord for ever. I

Whom have I in heaven but thee? and there is none on earth that I desire beside thee. My heart

* 1 Cor. xv. 53–56.

+ Rom. viii. 38, 39. * Psalm xxiii.


and my strength fail; but thou, O Lord, art the strength of my heart, and my portion for ever. Into thy hands, O Father, I commit my spirit.

* Psalm lxxiii. 25.

+ Luke xxxiii. 46.

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