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ORDER OF MATIN PRAYER.

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Litany.

LORY be to Thee, O Lord, glory to Thee.
Glory to Thee who hast given me sleep
to recruit my weakness,

and to remit the labours

of this toil-worn flesh.

To this day and all days,

a perfect, holy, peaceful, healthy, sinless course,

Grant, O Lord.

The Angel of peace, a faithful Guide,
Guardian of souls and bodies,

to encamp round about me,
and ever to suggest what is wholesome,

Grant, O Lord.

Pardon and remission

of all sins and of all offences,

Grant, O Lord.

To our souls what is good and convenient, and peace to the world,

Grant, O Lord.

Repentance and strictness

for the residue of our life, and health and peace to the end,

Grant, O Lord.

Whatsoever things are true,

whatsoever things are honest,

whatsoever things are just,

whatsoever things are pure,

whatsoever things are lovely, whatsoever things are of good report, if there be any virtue, if there be any praise, that I may think on these things and do them,

Grant, O Lord.

A Christian close,

without sin, without shame,

and, should it please Thee, without pain,

and a good answer at the dreadful

and fearful judgment-seat

of Jesus Christ our Lord,

Grant, O Lord.

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II.

Confession.

SSENCE beyond essence, Nature uncreate,
Framer of the universe,

I set Thee, Lord, before my face, and I lift up my soul unto Thee. I worship Thee on my knees, and humble myself under Thy mighty hand. I stretch forth my hands unto Thee, my soul gaspeth unto Thee as a thirsty land. I smite on my breast,

and I say with the Publican,
God be merciful to me the sinner,
the chief of sinners;

to the sinner above the Publican,
be merciful as to the Publican.
Father of mercies,

I beseech Thy fatherly compassion,

despise me not,

an unclean worm, a dead dog, a putrid corpse; despise not Thou the work of Thine own hands; despise not Thine own image

though branded by sin.

Lord, if Thou wilt, Thou canst make me clean; Lord, only say the word, and I shall be cleansed.

And Thou, my Saviour Christ,
Christ my Saviour,

Saviour of sinners, of whom I am chief,

despise me not; despise me not, O Lord,
despise not the cost of Thy Blood,
who am called by Thy Name;

but look on me with those eyes of Thine,
with which Thou didst look upon

Magdalene at the feast,

Peter in the hall,

the Thief on the wood;

that with the Thief I may entreat Thee humbly, Remember me, Lord, in Thy kingdom; that with Peter I may weep bitterly and say, O that mine eyes were a fountain of tears, that I might weep day and night; that with Magdalene I may hear Thee say, Thy sins are forgiven thee; and with her may love much, because many sins, yea manifold, have been forgiven me.

And Thou, All-holy, Good, and Life-giving Spirit, despise me not, Thy breath,

despise not Thine own holy things;
but return, O Lord, how long?

and be gracious unto Thy servant.

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