Sunday, Week 8

In the same way, the Spirit helps us in our weakness. For we do not know how we ought to pray, but the Spirit Himself intercedes for us with groans too deep for words.
— Romans 8:26 (BSB)

God never gives us discernment in order that we may criticize, but that we may intercede.
— Oswald Chambers

O Lord, You are our Shepherd; we shall not lack. You make us to lie down in green pastures, and lead us beside the still waters. You have been our Shepherd today. We have been in Your pastures, as we have read Your word and worshiped with Your people.

We bow at Your throne with grateful hearts at the closing of the day. We would gather up the fragments remaining of the precious things of this day, and carry them with us to feed upon in the days of the week before us. You have kept . . .
our feet from falling,
our eyes from tears, and
our souls from death.

We have walked with Jesus, and our hearts have burned within us as He talked with us by the way.

We beseech You to fix deep in our hearts all good impressions, all lessons learned, all influences which have touched our lives. Too often we make fair resolves and promises, while our hearts are glowing with love — and then forget them tomorrow. Fix this Sunday's teachings so deeply in our minds, that we shall never lose them. May we be . . .
stronger in faith,
more earnest in purpose,
more holy in thought and feeling —
because of our communion with You this day.

Ever-living God, who neither slumbers nor sleeps — take charge of our bodies and our souls during the dark hours of the night. Give us refreshing rest and sleep. Let tomorrow be a day made sweet and holy by the blessing of Sunday overflowing into it. May we carry the fragrance of this day into the world's life. And unto Him who is able to keep us from falling, and to present us faultless before the presence of His glory, with exceeding joy, to the only wise God, our Savior — be glory forever and ever. Amen.