A PRAYER BY F. B. MEYER
Great Creator! I am nothing better than common earthenware; but may I be cleansed and purified and filled with your heavenly treasure. Dip me deep into the river of life, and give refreshment through me to many parched and weary hearts. Take my weakness up into your strength, my ignorance into your wisdom, my changefulness into your everlasting constancy.
My Father, teach me to trust your love. May I dare to believe in it when the dark clouds build as well as when the sun shines. May I never doubt that you are doing your best for me and that what I do not know now, I shall know hereafter.
